{"id":939,"date":"2010-04-05T12:10:00","date_gmt":"2010-04-05T16:10:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=939"},"modified":"2010-04-05T12:10:00","modified_gmt":"2010-04-05T16:10:00","slug":"trust-and-obey","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/livinglovingbreathingboys.com\/?p=939","title":{"rendered":"Trust and Obey"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">I had an epiphany of sorts&#8230; &nbsp;have you ever prayed for something that you desperately wanted? &nbsp;When you were young and a relationship fell apart and you were sure it was meant to be? &nbsp;Did you pray, beg God to fix it&#8230; of course, if it was His will?<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">I remember this. &nbsp;I remember not understanding how <\/span><i><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">this <\/span><\/i><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">could not be God&#8217;s will. &nbsp;I cried, hurt and spend unimaginable energy on this want.<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">What does it really mean&#8230; &#8220;And may Your will be done?&#8221; &nbsp;Do I really mean that? &nbsp;I have to admit, if I am truthful&#8230; no. &nbsp;I know I should want God&#8217;s will to be done but yet really don&#8217;t want His will to be anything other than what I want. &nbsp;Does that make sense?<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\"><br \/><\/span><br \/><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">I was thinking of this&#8230; of when I was dating this boy&#8230; &nbsp;When we broke up&#8230; or should I say, when he broke up with me (as the boys keep reminding me)&#8230; I was so heartbroken. &nbsp;If you have ever fallen for someone and then been dumped, then you know what I mean. &nbsp;Being the emotional crazy one that I am, amplify my emotions. &nbsp;I was so distraught.&nbsp;<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">As a parent, when I am forced to say no to one of my boys for something they really want yet I <\/span><i><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">know<\/span><\/i><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">, as parents know, it is not in their best interest, it hurts me so much to disappoint them. &nbsp;I fret over the decision and think of things to do that may take away some of the disappointment. &nbsp;<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">I can suddenly see God, watching me, broken and begging. &nbsp;I can only see how much He wanted to tell me to just trust Him&#8230; that He had it all under control. &nbsp;He had something so fabulous in store for me and I just had to trust and look to Him.<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">This boy had always promised me that even if we broke up, he would come to my university graduation. &nbsp;I just knew he would be there and it would be the moment that God would bring us back together again. &nbsp;The weekend of my graduation came. &nbsp;All my dearest friends were there&#8230; with their significant other. &nbsp;Sanj was there too. &nbsp;I kept looking for <\/span><i><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">him<\/span><\/i><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\"> all weekend.<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><b><br \/><\/b><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;\"><b>Here&#8217;s the sidebar&#8230;<\/b> &nbsp;ever since I became friends with Sanj my freshman year in university, I loved him. &nbsp;I loved him as a dear friend and yet I always crushed on him forever. &nbsp;He was busy ignoring me. &nbsp;He saw me as a little sister&#8230; or something of a childish nuisance that he put up with. &nbsp;When he obviously did not have interest in me&#8230; I moved on (so to speak). &nbsp;I actually wrote in my journal, my freshman year, &#8220;Please God, can I marry him?&#8221; &nbsp;Over the years, while I was still in university and he was working on his Masters, we stayed friends.<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">The weekend of my graduation, almost everyone I loved was there. &nbsp;It was to be an awesome weekend. &nbsp;Little did I know just how memorable it was to be! &nbsp;The last night we were all together, we were watching a movies. &nbsp;There were couples everywhere&#8230; and then there was Sanj and I.<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">Funny how God works. &nbsp;Did you know God had quite a sense of humour? &nbsp;He chose this moment&#8230; to show me His amazing plans. &nbsp;He answered my prayers&#8230; the one I prayed a long time ago and forgot about.<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">I had to experience hurt and &nbsp;pain maybe before I could fully appreciate the gift of love God gave me.<\/span><\/div>\n<div class=\"separator\" style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_ESvCH9ghcAI\/S7oXwrezFhI\/AAAAAAAADPc\/C6FLhkqIPdM\/s1600\/DSC_4258.JPG\" imageanchor=\"1\" style=\"margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" border=\"0\" height=\"502\" src=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_ESvCH9ghcAI\/S7oXwrezFhI\/AAAAAAAADPc\/C6FLhkqIPdM\/s640\/DSC_4258.JPG\" width=\"640\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">As I was processing all this, I had to pause and realize that now, when I pray as an adult, I really do mean, &#8220;Lord, may Your will be done in my life.&#8221; &nbsp;As much as I am so done having babies, I still often wonder how come God did not answer my pray for a little girl in my life. &nbsp;How come? &nbsp;I often wonder why? &nbsp;<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\">As I processed this epiphany, I realized that I am good with just knowing and believing that God is in control. &nbsp;He KNOWS what is the best for me. &nbsp;He knows why. &nbsp;Me&#8230; I am just meant to trust and obey.<\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><i><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;\">Trust and Obey, for there is no other way, to be happy in Jesus, but to trust and obey.<\/span><\/i><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"Apple-style-span\" style=\"font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;\"><br \/><\/span><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I had an epiphany of sorts&#8230; 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