Saturday, April 17, 2021
Welcome back everyone and thank you for returning to read these spiritual life lessons. I write in the field of spiritual niche, and it has always been my greatest pleasure to be doing so. Working for the Lord? I don't know of a better job.
Now, you might have been caught off guard most especially by the title of this blog. What does not doing well in math have to do with God? Well, hold on a minute. I'll get to the meaning behind the title later on in the blog.
Many of us don't do well in certain subjects. Whether that be math, English, French, e.t.c. The point is that there is always a path available to you. For instance, I wanted to become a medical doctor. I really wanted to become a medical doctor. In more detailed words, nothing could stop me from becoming a doctor. I mean...something did, but I didn't think anything would.
When I was in the process of elementary school all the way through high school, I loved the subject of math, but I was never good at it. I had too much on my mind to stay focused on school. I always got nervous when test day came because I had a feeling that no matter how hard I tried, I just can't do it.
One day, before bedtime, I was lying down and actually crying. This was because I knew that no schools would accept me into the medical field.
On that very night, I had a dream. The Lord never liked to see me sad.
This was the dream:
I saw myself in high school. I was sitting in math class, and my teacher called me up to write an equation and answer on the board. Everyone in the class was laughing because I would always joke about math, and they knew how terrible I was at it. Everyone in high school knew me as a joker. I would make everybody laugh, even during times of sadness. I made so many people cry of laughter. Anyways, I went up to the board, held the chalk in my hand, and just starred at the board thinking about what the answer is. I got stuck. But at the same time, I noticed everything became so silent. Why did everyone stop talking? I couldn't hear anything. I turned over to look at my teacher and she was frozen. I looked over to my classmates but they were also frozen. I checked the hallway and everyone that was there was frozen. I was confused. I went back to my class and became overwhelmed when I saw Jesus at the back of the class. He was wearing all white and smiling. His presence is the most beautiful thing In the world. He pointed to the chalk board, insinuating that I should finish the question. I went up to the board but the answer was already written. I looked back to Jesus, and he smiled again. He began to walk up to me slowly saying, "I see you haven't been doing too well in your studies." I replied, "Yes, my Lord. I need to do well in this class to get accepted into medical school." He answered me, "I want you to work for me. I want you to preach. All the peoples across the world will know about you, and you will bring much glory to my name. But, I want you to apply for what you want, and see they will not accept you. Only my school will accept you. Then, when your heart is set on preaching, I want you to apply for medicine and see they will accept you, but you will not go. I am doing this for you to show you that I am speaking the truth." I answered, "My Lord. Because you have asked me to serve you, I will. I promise you with all of my heart that I will do everything in my power to return your lost sheep back to you. I love you." He replied, "I love you also. I love you even beyond the words I say. You will do something related to medicine in the future. When I establish your wealth greatly, you will have a large amount. You will save (he told me the amount of money) and donate it to a hospital in the area you will live at that time. You will speak with the one in charge of the hospital and you will tell him that you will only donate this amount if he agrees to name the hospital, "The Divine Mercy Hospital." All people around the world will know of this place, and they will travel from the ends of the world to this place. They will know that whoever enters here is healed. Before they move anything into the hospital, let them clean the building completely. Then, I want your father to bless the entire building inside and out with incense and blessed water. I want him also to anoint the doctors who will be working there. I will bless you greatly because you have accepted my order to serve me. Wait and see."
This was the end of the dream. And now, I know why I didn't do good in math. Maybe if I did good in math I wouldn't become a preacher.
Anyways, I applied after high school to medical school, and didn't get accepted. They mentioned that it was because of my low marks. After I finished my studies for preaching and was full set on the heart of the Lord and what he wants, I did what he asked me to do. I applied again and they accepted me. I didn't proceed further than applying and getting accepted because the Lord ordered me not to.
I am excited to share my spiritual life lessons with all of you. I thank you sincerely for joining me on this journey. I will be sharing every spiritual lesson I've learned in my life, every story of my father's life, every spiritual dream I had that came true, absolutely everything!
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God bless you all always,
Roberto W Rafo.