A precious lesson is inspired by a persecuted Christian brother in China:
Physically beaten up in persecution for the name of Jesus Christ,
Is as real and painful as emotional/mentally worn out in depression,
I cry out “why am I still alive?”
Even though I seem to have pitiful right to complain to God, the situations won’t improve a bit.
Therefore, like Job, I finally learn:
Without God’s reviving Spirit to sustain me,
I am only a dead meat in a prison of darkness.
The epiphany, dawning on me through suffering with my own sins, or from evil attacks, or even for God’s divine will is:
O, if I can be alive and used by God to witness His glorious power—Nothing is impossible with El Shaddai, the Almighty God,
Then that’s totally my underserved honor.