"I’m gonna show you how great I am."
I hated every minute of training, but I said, “Don’t quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.” - Muhammad Ali
Only a man who knows what it is like to be defeated can reach down to the bottom of his soul and come up with the extra ounce of power it takes to win when the match is even.
—MUHAMMAD ALI (via johnlloydyoungfriends)
My ancestors came from India to an island called Trinidad on a boat. My parents left Trinidad to the U.S. on a plane. I grew up in this country trying to be a good man and getting doors slammed in my face by people I gave my heart to. Well today that changes. God will provide. I will be healed and I will accomplish my dreams on my own through him. No more deceit.
What a whirlwind of days. I feel like I’ve lived a lifetime in a few short months. I’ve learned so many lessons and have run the gamut of emotions. From building bonds with friends and family to watching them crumble like houses made of sand. Highs and lows come and go. Currently, I’m getting eyewitness accounts of my eldest brother’s marriage fall apart, reaching out to a woman I care for dearly and getting nowhere, and the birth of my nephew. It’s been hectic and challenging. Especially considering I am trying to maintain a positive and wholesome view on life and its challenges right now.
But despite all these obstacles, a great and wondrous blessing has emerged. I have been working on my relationship with God and trying to rebuild what was once a vital part of my being. I have fallen so far from the voice of God that I no longer heard him in the midst of the storm. He was always my calming factor and gave me the discernment to make decisions in life. Just the other day, I just completely gave in. My life has fell to the lowest depths and my health is not what it should be. When others prayed for me, I resisted and even tried to obtain the ability to heal myself and do it on my own when conventional medicine failed. But God is good and has led me right back to him. As I said, I gave in and put all my faith in him. It’s not up to me and it is in his hands. He will do miraculous things in my life if I let him take control. Today, Easter Sunday, I was able to attend church with my folks after years of not being able to do so. The sermon was titled “It’s Not Over, ‘Til It’s Over”. Practically tailor-made for me. As the pastor spoke, I knew God was working and I could hear his voice again. The pastor, not knowing me, literally used my name in reference to God calling out, saying “Richard come forth!” as Jesus told Lazarus to come forth. When he did the altar call, he broke tradition and asked for the sick in body first instead of asking for those who needed to accept Jesus in their lives. Again, I felt the Lord talking to me. It took me about 30 seconds to just go with it and submit to His will. I approached the altar and was surrounded by church patrons and the pastor. They prayed over me and I noticed something welling up within me. All this emotion that was built up and all this pain in my body started to climb out of me from my stomach up and out my mouth as I prayed. I thought it kind of funny to get some instant satisfaction, but surely as I sit here and type this, I felt a lot better, very quickly. Ever since my covenant with the Lord to have him work in my life and heal me, I have noticed the pain and uneasiness slowly dissipating. I know he watches over me and I know God will heal me. I can’t wait to testify on his behalf and say to the world that “When everything else failed, God didn’t”. I hope my story will open hearts and show people there is still hope and light in the world. God is alive and well and working miracles today. Believe.