Writing this blog post is a testimony. It means I survived.
The past few weeks have been a spiritual battle for me – a battle against my faith, my marriage, my job, my ministry, my future. Of course I didn’t know this then, but I should have, especially after God declared his will concerning me for 2016. After all the identity of Jesus was questioned immediately after God announced him as the Beloved Son. I should have known that The Perfect Day would not come without the night-time storm, crashing waves of insecurity all around me.