In Him All Things Hold Together

"He is before all things, and in Him all things hold together. " 

-Colossians 1:17

The image of the daisy flower has been formed a few years back in my mind, but I promise you it was one of the milestones in my spiritual life. 
Back in the days, I used to lose my peace very easily. Every time one of my many number one priorities would hit the ground, my life got shaken: God, relationships, love, family, academics, career, service, health. I was overwhelmed by every wave that hit me, until one day the Lord spoke to me through the daisy. 
Every priority areas in my life are represented in one of the petals of that flower. God Himself cannot be anywhere but in the center, the "eye" of the flower also known as the flower head. The center is the flower's source of life. Through my research I was surprised to know that "the daisy itself is not a single flower, but a combination of individual flowers arranged around a central disk."

God is not just another thing that I should hold through life.
HE is holding my life together. No matter the circumstances in my life, as long as the center is still there, the flower still stands tall, unshakable, and confident. I pray that I keep reminding myself of this spiritual truth, and that I stand upright in the midst of life's waves.

#MiraclesDoHappen (PART II)

Yes!! There is a part two, and I forgot to post about it- I'm sure it's because I was super excited!

So, I was overwhelmed with the miracle and I testified about it to my community, my doctors, and my surrounding. I was surprised to see the ripple effect it had on people. People were mostly touched by the part where I thought I did not need to let go of a cross I thought I should live with, especially that I thought it will be replaced by a more difficult one. But no, the Lord clearly wanted to give me rest, there certainly are many answers in heaven for prayers that are not being voiced out.
Anywayyyyy, a month after my healing, I was in a prayer meeting, a massive one, on the feast of the Pentecost. Through the end of the meeting, while we were interceding for Lebanon, Syria, and the neighbouring countries, a man came up to the microphone because he felt a word from the Lord: Someone has been suffering from discomfort/disease for a long time now and the doctors aren't being able to figure it out, today you will be healed.Yes, yes, yes it was the exact same word of prophecy that led to my healing the first time! Isn't our God AMAZING! I'm sure you figured out the rest. I asked for prayers by my two friends sitting next to me and joked about tattooing a sleeve of cow patches if I get healed this time too. A few minutes into prayer, my friend leans in and whispers: you are healed.
The God who is so attentive to the smallest of details ever is in full control of my life, and He is listening to every prayer, every cry, and every word. Like the blind who came to the Lord twice for full healing in the New Testament, the Lord never works halfway. I know now and I TRUST that  
 He who began a good work in me will carry it to completion until the day of Jesus Christ. -Philippians 1:6

I ate and ate and ate till I felt I should visit the doctor again to validate the miracle once more. I will not hide it, I was still a little skeptical, and that is why I kept pushing the appointment. I did not want to be deceived. To cut the story short, I was healed, perfectly healed, and left with zero food allergies. ZERO! God exceeded my expectations big time. That was so time in May 2015, and until today I am wrapped in a bubble of joy and peace I never experienced yet.