Can this
really be true? Can a bitter trial we experience actually be sweet? Well
getting back to the time when I was truly burdened, I felt like it was more
than I could bear. Having already walked with Christ for some years, my prayer
life had become pretty strong. But under the weight of my trial I found myself
going to God in prayer even more. And as I did, something pretty amazing began
to happen. I was spending a lot less of that time agonizing over my
circumstances and a lot more in delightful fellowship with God. Right in the
middle of my troubles!
I remember
that this was also a lonely period in my life when no one really seemed to have
time for me. There were days when I would literally stare at the phone hoping
it would ring, and I'd have someone to talk to. But the truth was, part of my
trial was learning how to walk alone, when necessary. And it was really the
fact that I didn't have anyone to turn to as I went through this trial, that
pushed me to spend more time in the presence of God.
And even though I didn't know anything about the Italian Bible at
the time, looking back now I can truly say, that was when I had my first taste.
Taste of what you might ask? My first taste of Christ's yoke being dolce, sweet.