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Instead of Tragedy
by Daneille Gray Snowden
When it's the darkest, is when we shine the brightest. Hard to swallow, yet still a commanding reality to grasp.
What is you life story? Are there chapters of tragedy and long valley's? Does it have pages flooded with peaks of amazing, joyous times? All of us have many words to write that include both extremes of defeat and triumphs. As I have written many times in this blog, it's WHO WE ARE and WHOSE WE ARE in the midst of both. It is WHO we glorify, and WHO we run to, isn't it?
If you have followed my testimony, then you have read in my own story; how I have faced poverty, sexual molestation (numerous times), poverty again (smile), loneliness, sickness, death, betrayal ...well ya get the idea. YET...I have been healed, prayed for those that have been, miraculously provided for (over and over again), have a soul mate (my husband), children (who all serve the Lord and are healthy) and again...you get the idea.
When I am around a group of people, usually the first thing they ask is, "How is your husband feeling?" Or, "How are you guys holding up with all you are facing?" Inside this witty & a bit sarcastic mind of mine; I am thinking - "I don't want to be known for this!" People mean well, they truly do; it's what we all do; to exhibit the fact we care. Yet, I just want all to see great victory, success and beauty. Guess, that may sound a tad prideful; but hey - who doesn't feel that way: right?
My mind's eye turns to my hero; as He faced true tragedy and horrific pain, during it all not thinking of Himself and wearing a crown. [Symbols fallen humanity.] Did it glimmer and shine? No, it inflicted and was ugly. Through this tragedy, JESUS CHRIST traded this crown for one of MAJESTY. Revelation 14:14-15
14 "Again I looked, and behold, [I saw] a white cloud, and sitting on the cloud [a]One resembling a Son of Man, with a crown of gold on His head and a sharp scythe (sickle) in His hand."
Because of that, I can throw my shoulders back and hold my head up high, proclaiming: I am a DAUGHTER OF MAJESTY! Majesty means: "