Life throws punches—but 2 Corinthians 4 reminds us we’re never knocked out. This short video reminds us we’re never alone. #StillStanding#GodIsFaithful#FaithInTheFire#christianforums#crosswalkforums#forums#crosswalk#faithcommunity#faithforums
Some days, you feel flattened. Spiritually dizzy. Emotionally drained. And yet—there you are. Still standing.
“We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed.”
..: 2 Corinthians 4:8–9 :..
It’s easy to feel overwhelmed when everything around you is falling apart. But this passage reminds us that no matter how battered we feel, we’re never abandoned—never beyond God’s reach.
So here’s the question:
What do you cling to when the storm hits?
Has there been a time when God clearly carried you through something that should’ve taken you out?
Share your story—your survival may be someone else’s hope.
This short but powerful video reminds us of the truth in 2 Corinthians 4:
During the hardest moments of my life, when I was lost in grief or believed my life did not matter, it was God that carried me. It was nothing I did or held on to. I had no strength to hold on. I wanted to give up. I saw no future to move toward. But God would not let go. God caught me and helped me through it. God gave me a dream to live for. A purpose.
It does something to you when people are constantly leaving you. Dismissing you. When no one seems to see you. To bare witness to you. When you can’t bond with your fanily. When your own mother abandons you. My mother put me in the hospital because she threw a party with friends and cousins where they got so high that I was found stoned in my crib. My great aunt and uncle were drawn to me, pulled me out, saved me. They became my mom and dad. I could do nothing. God intervined.
God intervined by sending people into my path. God gave me dreams. God guided me to turn on the radio, the tv, go to a church, open the Bible, to listen where encouragement was waiting for me. God guided my mother (great aunt) to call me when I was in danger of giving up when I was in college, about to make a choice I would have regretted. God either drew me in, or drew others to me. And when I was at college and struggling with depression, there was never a time I could not go to the seminary sanctuary and cry and rest in God’s peace.
Getting back up is my way of saying, I love you too.
It is not how many times you get knocked down in life that matters.
All of us will be knocked down at some point in our lives.
What matters is that we get back up just one more time than the times we fall.
And it’s not because we might lose our salvation.
We get back up to prove Jesus is truly in us.
To me, getting back up takes effort, but builds character.
To get up:
Confess our sin.
Ask for forgiveness.
Make amends where possible.
Get back on the straight and narrow path.
Through every storm I’ve experienced, God has been faithful. For example, last year, the city where live had very severe weather(including tornadoes)that did a lot of damage. Our street was one of the less severely impacted areas, though we had a power outage. God is awesome, though! He gave my family and I strength, peace, and joy, and hope while we waited for the power to restored . Also, none of my family or I were injured or killed, and none of our neighbors were, either.
Where else can one turn when life is impossible?
Will social media, drink/drugs/sex/politics or any other distraction actually help one survive what ever disaster has befallen you?
