Ironing clothes! It’s something I do once a week—even though, honestly, it’s not really necessary. But I just don’t like wearing wrinkled clothes. Hehe. Here in Norway, ironing isn’t much of a priority for most people, but for me, it’s a little habit I’ve kept.
One day, while ironing, I found myself watching the wrinkles disappear with each stroke, leaving the fabric smooth and neat. And in that simple moment, something stirred in me—like a small puff of realization: This shirt is just like my life.
You see, my body and soul were once wrinkled—creased with heartache, shame, suffering, and sin. From as far back as I can remember, I carried wounds. I had no confidence. I pitied myself for my fate, resented the people who mistreated me, and grew bitter toward God, whom I believed didn’t love me.
That was me 25 years ago: broken, lost, and miserable.
But then, everything changed.
My older sister invited me to a place where God’s love was being shared, and people gathered to worship Him. I didn’t know what to expect, but that day, something extraordinary happened. It felt as if a heavy burden was lifted off my shoulders. My heart overflowed with gratitude to a God who had always been waiting for me to surrender.
For the first time in my life, I felt His presence so clearly. My knees trembled. Tears flowed—not of sorrow, but of joy. I had finally found the source of life, peace, love, and blessing. I discovered that God loved me, truly loved me. That He could forgive all my sins and give my life purpose and meaning.
And now, 25 years later, I can tell you with full confidence: God has completely transformed me into the person He created me to be.
Joyful—just like my name.
Blessed—so I can be a blessing to others.
Forgiving—because He forgave me first.
Loved—and able to share His love with those around me.
Through the years, He’s never failed me. He’s supplied all my needs, supported me when I felt alone, lifted me when I was down, given me hope when I felt hopeless, and lit my path when darkness surrounded me. Truly, He is an amazing God.
For me, life without God is no life at all.
And this is how I look now—25 years later. Not because of my own strength, but because God "ironed out" the wrinkles in my soul.
What about you?
Have you found what you're looking for in life? I’d love to hear your story too. And if you feel like your life is filled with wrinkles—burdens, pain, shame—know this: God can smooth them out too. He did it for me. He wants to do it for you.
Thought for the Day:
"Age wrinkles the body, but quitting wrinkles the soul." – Douglas MacArthur
So don’t give up. God hasn’t given up on you. 💛
what an inspiring story! God really has his amazing ways. Thank for writing and sharing to us such an inspiring story.
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Thanks for your commment " Spanish Pinay". Nakapag painit ng puso. But really, I was crying when I wrote this post, kasi I realized how wonderful God is and how He worked in my life through all the years. Thanks for keeping in touch:)
ReplyDeleteFaith in God and a lot of prayers really are the best therapy I believe, and that works for you and many people. I'm going 30 but i don't feel old yet but physically I turned to be matured-looking and lines across my forehead begins to appear. But sometimes I can't help asking how many times must I "iron" to vanish my worries and pains away?
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