Faith Stories

The Same Day



Last night I could barely sleep. At midnight, it became my birthday, which should have been a happy event. However, I wanted to bury myself underground and run away from my troubles. 


I  had sat in bed with tears pouring out of my eyes, remembering what it was like as a child when my family came over bringing gifts and the excitement that I felt when I smelled that “birthday” smell. It’s kind of funny because the smell that I associated with my birthday was cigarette smoke. 


It was the one day out of the year when my uncle was allowed to smoke in our house. There was a mixture of scents, between birthday cake, the unique scent that my grandparents had, and the smell of birthday candles. But now all of those people are gone and everything is different. 


I used to love that day so much. It was a day when I felt really special, treasured, and loved. Oh, how things have changed since then. I could explain more but I am going to stay focused on this topic. 


I was so sad all night because I have been going through so much hardship. I have been drowning under so many needs. It has felt like I was walking through the time from two years ago when I had to scrape pennies together every day to come up with hotel room money and ramen noodles. 


It’s almost eerie too. The other day, I was in a parking lot and I had this strong sense that I was re-living something from that time. I don’t know how to put it into words, but it felt like I was going through a similar season from before. 


It was not all that bad though. That season was a season where bitterness was met with sweetness. I was living at the junky hotel and I remember it was such a time of extreme hardship. 


God was teaching me then about how to use my faith to see miracles come through a time that was really difficult. The memory feeling that I had about where I am now, was actually the memory of a very specific day. 


While I was at the hotel, I was completely aching for relief. I remember that God was encouraging me to touch my faith to His miracle power but using my imagination. 


He kept showing me this sign that said, “Same Day” and He was showing me that I could see the miracle happen that same day. I accepted the challenge of faith because I was desperate for relief. 


I spent hours that day imagining my hopes coming true and getting the financial relief that I was longing to have. Around the 5 o’clock hour in the afternoon, a miracle happened–the same day. 


I was instantly approved for a grant for my ministry and that same day I received ten thousand dollars into my account. I went from tasting the bitterness of lemons to the sweetness of birthday cake–all in the same day. 


I remember how much relief I felt. It was like I was dying of thrist and then dunked into an ocean of pure water. I remember crying my eyes out, because it felt so good to not have to worry about money for a long while. 


It was the best feeling because it was a feeling of relief from pain. Being strapped and unable to change a painful situation is horrible. However, that day taught me that we can always change things in a moment–when we apply our faith. 


It is always a choice. We can choose to concentrate our energy on faith or on the pain and fear and problems. What we focus on is what expands in our life too. That is why it is so important to use all of your senses as a vessel to trust and believe that God can instantly move mountains–no matter how big they are. 


It backfires if we pray for one thing and then keep imagining, thinking, and feeling something bad happening. We have to bring all of ourselves–in thought, speech, feeling, and imagination–into unison with the request or the desired outcome from faith. Otherwise, we end up just getting kicked around by the waves of warfare and never really reach the destination that we seek.



“If you don’t know what you’re doing, pray to the Father. He loves to help. You’ll get his help, and won’t be condescended to when you ask for it. Ask boldly, believingly, without a second thought. People who “worry their prayers” are like wind-whipped waves. Don’t think you’re going to get anything from the Master that way, adrift at sea, keeping all your options open” 1 James 1:6-8 The Message


Trust in God and His ever-present love to move on our behalf is the largest form of worship too. It is a worship that goes beyond words and steps right into His miraculous love to do above and beyond all we can hope, dream, or imagine. It means to really believe that He loves us more than we even know. 


Sometimes the bitter times help to make the sweet times taste even sweeter. So instead of spending this birthday crying about how hard things have been, I am going to spend my focus on faith and seeing what God wants to do. 


There was a reason that God brought me back here and I believe that there are blessings in the midst of the hardship. So I am correcting my attitude and choosing to believe for the best to happen and not get so worried about how it looks. Remembering that day has picked up my weary hope to expect to see the bitterness be made sweet–all over again. Hopefully just like before, it can be all on the same day. 🙂 


Lots of love to you and thanks for reading! 



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