Unseen Journeys: A Shared Story of Deliverance
By Kateb Nuri-Alim Shunnar
In a world that often prioritizes appearances, we sometimes glance at one another and make assumptions based on what we observe. We may admire each other’s accomplishments or the peace we exude, yet often remain blissfully ignorant of the countless battles we’ve fought behind closed doors. While some may acknowledge the distance the Creator has carried us, they seldom grasp the depths of the struggles we each face and the resilience needed to rise above them. It’s essential for us to recognize that our journeys are woven with stories waiting to be shared.
When you look at my life, you might catch only glimpses of my experiences, but you haven’t walked the winding road I’ve traveled a path filled with sleepless nights and trials that felt overwhelming. Perhaps you, too, have faced formidable challenges, enduring moments when despair loomed large and hope seemed elusive. The strongholds that confine us can feel like impenetrable walls, barriers that cut us off from joy and purpose.
Yet, amid that darkness, we encounter the Creator a divine presence that reassures us we are never truly alone. My journey serves as a testament to His unwavering faithfulness, just as yours does. I still vividly recall the day I experienced genuine liberation, when the heavy cloak of guilt and sorrow began to lift. It was a transformative moment, a divine awakening that illuminated a new path forward for both of us. In that sacred instant, I realized my past does not define me; rather, it is a canvas upon which the Creator paints His boundless grace.
Take a moment to reflect on your own journey. Consider the times you felt invisible or misunderstood, the silent battles you fought while the world moved on around you. If you could see the entirety of our shared experiences, you would not merely witness joy in each other; you would celebrate the victories that arise from our deliverance.
As I share my story, a wave of gratitude washes over me, knowing that my experiences resonate with your own struggles. Together, we have discovered strength through adversity. The chains that once held us captive have been broken, and we are no longer defined by our pasts. Our stories are not just accounts of survival; they are narratives of resilience a testament to the Creator’s limitless love that binds us together.
In our darkest hours, we uncover a profound truth: deliverance is not just a one-time event; it is a continuous journey that we navigate hand in hand. Each trial has shaped us, tested our faith, and deepened our understanding of grace. We stand not only as survivors but as beacons of hope for one another, lighting the way through life’s storms.
Let’s share our stories and lift each other up in celebration. By faith, let’s break free and dance, embracing both the monumental and subtle victories we’ve achieved together. Let the joy of deliverance resonate within our hearts, for we are all works in progress, each woven into a unique tapestry of struggles and triumphs. As we raise our hands in gratitude, let’s remember that we each hold stories worth sharing narratives rich with grace, healing, and the transformative power of the Creator’s love.
Ultimately, our journeys are intertwined; they reflect a shared exploration through pain and joy, suffering and healing. We are connected in the profound realization that we are never truly alone. Although we may not fully grasp each other’s stories, we can walk side by side in empathy and compassion, encouraging one another to persevere.
So, the next time you observe my life or take a moment to reflect on your own, remember that there is so much more beneath the surface. I am grateful for the opportunity to share my experiences with you, for every word spoken is a step toward healing not only for me but for all of us who dare to listen and draw strength from the echoes of our journeys. Together, let’s embrace the light of the Creator that shines through our struggles and celebrates our shared triumphs.
A Poem.....
O Creator, Hear My Heart
O Creator, make it happen for me,
In the depths of night, my spirit cries out,
Seeking Your presence when shadows surround,
When burdens press heavy, and hope feels lost.
I stretch my hands toward You, my guiding light,
My dawn breaking through the encroaching gloom.
In my darkest hours, when despair looms near,
I whisper my troubles, laying bare my soul.
Fix the wounds that time cannot mend,
Heal the fractures of my heart that ache with longing.
In the stillness of prayer, my spirit surrenders,
Finding strength in the quiet, where I can be whole.
With every doubt that surfaces, every tear that falls,
I pour out my fears, trusting in Your embrace.
For You cradle my anguish, tender and warm,
In Your boundless love, I discover my worth.
When the chaos of life pulls me from my center,
I seek solace in the sacred connection we share.
For in moments of silence, I uncover my path,
With faith illuminating my journey, guiding me on,
Through the darkness and light, You walk beside me,
Whispering promises of hope and renewal.
So, Creator, lift my weary spirit high,
In Your steadfast embrace, I learn to soar,
To rise above the trials that life may present,
To dance through the storms with grace and courage.
With every step forward, I feel Your presence near,
A reminder that I am never truly alone.
In the tapestry of existence, woven with care,
Your love wraps around me, a protective shield.
O Creator, hear my heart’s fervent plea,
As I navigate this world, both fragile and strong.
In the moments of doubt, let Your light shine bright,
Guiding me through the shadows, leading me home.
For I trust that with You, all things are possible,
And in Your hands, my spirit learns to fly.
Love Kateb ❤️
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