Rejection

There is a saying that I like very much that says “Rejection is God’s protection”. On the other hand the bible says that God’s promises are “yes” and “amen” (1 Corinthians 1:20). This to me means that God doesn’t say no to His children who believe in Him for the fulfilment of His promises in their lives. Now, what is the deal with le yokuba ndithandazele something and not get it. This question reminds me of a circulating email that says “God’s answers are

1.       Yes

2.       Not yet

3.       I’ve got something better in mind”

For me, these three answers really define what has happened in my life when I had waited for an answer to a prayer. A few years back I worked for a company as a temp, and I was praying to God for  a permanent job because I needed it in order to take care of myself and children. Eventually they decided to sign me up permanently and on the Tuesday of the week that I was supposed to get my contract I was called in and told that my temporary contract had expired and that I had to finish off on the Friday as they no longer needed my services. That was a huge knock on my life, more so my finances. How was I to take care of my children without a job? To top that off, when I called my agent, she was shocked in her boots as she was sitting with a letter from the company requesting an invoice to buy me over as they had decided to take me permanently.

A fighting spirit is something I truly lacked, actually still do. This loss of job led me to going back to my parents’ house with my children as I could not afford to pay the rent anymore. What was really sad and painful about this setup was that three years prior to this, I had walked out with my uncle in a white dress, yes... it was my wedding day. And now I had to come back to this same house, with my children, my furniture and all. The irony of this is that the man who was the reason for me to leave my mom’s house is the one who was moving my belongings to take me back home. On the week that I moved, I received a call from my agent to attend an interview for another temporary job. I was praying so hard to get this job, I didn’t care how much it paid because the thought of staying at home, at my mom’s nogal was just too much to bear. I was thinking that I would have to be a child again, surely my mom would expect to find her house spotless and supper cooked with me at home the whole day. The thought that I could at some point have to ask her for taxi fare when I’d have to go to an interview was just enough to send me over a bridge and be gone forever but because God’s promises are never “no”, I received a call the day before I moved that I had to start the following Monday. Phew!!! What a relief!!! This was my “not yet”, “I’ve got something better in mind for you” answer from God. A few months later, the department that I was working at in the previous company was dissolved and those who worked there were not placed in other departments which meant I could have been without a job...again. Their rejection was God protecting me from unemployment that could have been longer than I could take. So God knew, but He allowed me to go through that process of rejection and lack so that I could get closer to Him and trust Him completely to deliver the promise of provision He had made to me.

It has always been my agreement with my husband that if he ever cheated, started drinking and smoking it will be the end of our marriage. Talk about the power of the tongue, that is exactly what happened. He cheated, started drinking and smoking. But it wasn’t easy to just walk away. I wanted to but couldn’t, until the marriage became toxic for me and my children. We eventually separated and this was just a few months before I moved back to my mom’s house. This separation started me on another journey to seek God, but this time it was for Him to bring my Boo back, sober too. It took me over two years to realise that God has been telling me all along that “I’ve got something better in mind for you”. Now, Pumza can be very stubborn. After receiving so many scriptures and prophecies about letting go, I still held on. It just couldn’t be my marriage that I had to let go off. It just couldn’t be my Boo that I had to let go off. I couldn’t think of anything better than having him and our family back. But God had something better... greater that my husband could ever be, He had “life” in mind for me. It took me finding my husband in bed with another woman for me to finally make the decision to let go. After seriously pondering it and seeking God about it, I finally filed for divorce on 15 February 2011 and seven days later I received the result that I was no longer HIV positive, and this was from having lived witht the HIVirus since 2001. What a great God I serve. He gave me life, a new start and a new lease on life instead of the pain and turmoil I was asking from Him. He is God my Healer and He is God my Deliverer. My husband’s rejection was God’s protection from the progression of HIV which could have led to me dying of AIDS. Amen and amen!!!

As women, we fall in love easily and from simple little things. It could be his voice, his eyes, his smile, his hand gestures when he talks, his laugh... the list is just endless. When going through a break up, it is easy to find yourself falling in and out of love because you possibly miss that love and attention you once knew and you’re just hoping that you might find someone who would just treat you better but most of all, someone who would just allow you to love them and make them happy. Yeah... I have had those in my life too. And being a born again child of God it is never simple to deal with the matters of the heart especially when you’re not sure of your marital status. But what I love about my God is that there is no situation of my life where He is not present. He’s there, in my face 24/7. God commands us to be pure and I have come to learn that purity is not something that we can attain for ourselves but it is a gift of grace from Him. It has been my goal to try by all means not to sin with my body and because I was trying on my own, with my own might and wisdom I almost did. A few more minutes, a few more inches I would have found myself at the throne of grace repenting for allowing my flesh to take over. It is just amazing how God works, when I don’t seem to listen to Him, He makes sure the other parties involved listen. And when they listen, it leaves my heart sobbing and bleeding because to me it feels like rejection when in fact it's what God had been telling me to do all along but He just found a more obedient heart. I still don’t know what God’s answer is on this subject but whatever it is, I am willing to wait and once again let Him lead.

What I want to say to you guys this morning is that when we feel rejected, be it in our professional or personal lives we should just stop and think for a moment. Ask and seek God in that moment and find out what He is saying. Most of the time we become angry at the people who had listened to God’s voice when we didn’t and we cuss them out and call them names. We label them with all sorts of names because they did what we refused to do. I am thinking ke ngoku, that when I experience rejection of any sorts next time I will most definitely ask and seek the One who is the author and finisher of my faith and life and find His answer to my predicament. I am also making the conclusion that  if I cuss the person out, then I am actually cussing God out because the poor person was just following the prompts of  God, who is leading my life to where He wants it to go.

So, next time you feel rejected... Smile, and rest assured that God has definitely got something better for you in mind.

Be blessed

P

PS. Thank you wena, for listening to my Father... I love you and will always treasure your presence in my life, for through you I once again experienced the great love that God has for me... Stay a blessing.