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AUGUST 23 2020 | LETTER NO. 12 | YOUR DEAR FRIEND IS VERY SICK
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This week Ugo and I received some disappointing news. We were pretty stumped because it was something we’d hoped and prayed for, and really expected to work out. Our disappointment wasn’t just because it didn't come through; getting it would’ve signalled a much-awaited change in season. 

It was tough news to take in, and although we didn’t feel like it, we prayed that night along the lines of, “Lord we thank you even though this is disappointing, and we trust that this is your will and that you are still working.” 

I woke up the next day still feeling bummed out, so I slouched through my day “carrying face” for God. Later that evening, I was still mulling over the general situation when I came across a tweet of someone sharing how she was feeling really bad about something but she took it to God and then felt inexplicable peace wash over her and that God was so good, thank you God etc. I rolled my eyes and blurted out:

“Yes, but why does it have to get dire in the first place? Why do things have to get really bad before you move??"

In response, the story of Lazarus flashed across my mind and I was reminded about how Lazarus needed to die so that God would raise him up.

"I get that, but at the time, Jesus was introducing himself to our world. People didn’t know he could raise the dead, so it makes sense that someone needed to die for the miracle to happen. But Lord, in my case, I already believe you can do anything. You know this. You've shown me in numerous ways and I believe. I believe. So why does this particular situation have to get really bad before you move? Why must it die?"

You know and believe, but there are people who don’t. Your life is no longer just about you, my darling. I’m weaving a story for others to read, so they too can know and believe.

I then remembered how I’d been praying a lot recently to be used by God because my life wouldn’t have meaning any other way.

This is what being used looks like sometimes, Dania. It’s not always pretty, but it is always good.

Instantly the fight left me.

“Okay God. Okay. I’m sorry I sulked.”

Don’t be sorry. Jesus wept. 


Still later that night, He compelled me to read Lazarus’ story again in the NLT translation and highlighted the message Mary and Martha sent to Jesus:

“Lord, your dear friend is very sick."

Lazarus was really close to Jesus. We often focus on how his sisters felt but think of Lazarus: 

You’re close friends with Jesus. You’ve seen him heal others. People whom he doesn’t know and some who don’t know him. Then you, his dear friend, fall ill and he doesn’t even show up. You know where he is – you’ve sent people there to ask him to come so you know exactly how long it will take him to get to you. You wait and wait, but he doesn’t show up. You feel the life ebbing out of you slowly every second, and yet your friend who can save you refuses to come. Every time you hear the door open, you feebly look up, hopefully – Jesus, is that you? Hope deferred is making your heart sicker and sicker; until you can’t even look up anymore. 

He is not coming.

Do you feel betrayed? Unfairly treated? Taken for granted?

Have you ever felt something similar? Like you’ve been faithful to God, but for some reason, your own case is always different? Tougher?

Think of Abraham and Joseph. Of Daniel and the three Hebrew boys. Think of Peter and Paul.

 Think of Jesus.

Sometimes this is what it looks like to be used by God. It’s an honour reserved for dear friends; the ones who dare to say, “Master, bid us come”.

A privilege. Sometimes, a sacrifice. 

Always, a resurrection.

Binge Jesus On Repeat
Four Days Late, Karen Peck & New River

Since I found this video about 6 years ago, it's never failed to elicit tears from me all the 15,874 times I've watched it. The tears usually come around 3:10 - 3:17. Something about the way they say, "He'll call out your name", calls out to my tear ducts and those ones are forever eager to respond.

The song is a powerful re-telling of Lazarus' resurrection. I don't want to give too much away, but I really hope you watch it and see what I see.


You may be fighting a battle of fear

You've cried to the Lord, I need You now

But He has not appeared

Friend don't be discouraged

'Cause He's still the same

He'll soon be here

He'll roll back the stone

And He'll call out your name


When He's four days late and all hope is gone

Lord, we don't understand why You've waited so long

But His way is God's way, not yours or mine

And isn't it great

When He's four days late

He's still on time


I hope that this week, you find answers to your questions; even the ones you're too afraid to ask.

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