Gist With ADE

That night is one I will never forget.
I was sitting on the floor with my hands resting on my husband’s thighs while he held me closely, trying his best to calm me down.

Earlier that day, I had noticed the signs and knew I needed to go to the hospital. I know my body very well, and whenever I feel an attack coming, I usually take medications immediately to stop it from getting worse. But this time, I was seven months pregnant and could not use the usual drugs, so I had to rely on injections instead.

That morning, I went to the hospital, took the injection, and returned home feeling much better.
But by evening, the symptoms started again.
Going back to the hospital was difficult because the hospital I was using then was quite far.

So, I went to our neighbor, who is a qualified nurse, and she gave me the injection.
All my life, I had never used an inhaler. Whenever my lungs became irritated, injections or medications usually worked for me. Even before pregnancy, drugs always helped. So when a doctor once suggested that I start using an inhaler, I rejected the idea immediately.
“I have never used it before, and I never will,” I said confidently.

But that night changed something in me.
After returning from my neighbor’s place, I felt relieved for a while. But around 10:30 p.m., it started again — and this time, it became worse very quickly.

My breathing kept escalating from one stage to another so fast that it became frightening.
My husband immediately went out in search of the inhaler I had once rejected, but everywhere was closed because it was already late at night.

While he was gone, I kept thinking,
“Once he comes back with the inhaler, I’ll use it, feel better, and sleep.”
But he returned empty-handed.

At that moment, fear gripped my heart.
“How would I survive till morning breathing like this?”
I sat on the floor while my husband wrapped his arms around me, trying to comfort me. I was restless. He was scared, and honestly, so was I.

I kept saying,
“If only I can sleep, I’ll feel better.”
I tried lying down, but it only became harder to breathe.
And all this was happening while I was seven months pregnant.

Unknown to me, while I was struggling to breathe, my husband was praying silently and asking the Holy Spirit what to do.
He kept telling me,
“Sit up.”
But I refused to listen at first.

The last severe attack I remembered having was when I was around sixteen years old, and back then, sleeping had helped me. So in my mind, sleep was the solution.
But this time, it was not working.

My breathing became faster and heavier.
Tears filled my eyes, but I tried not to cry because I knew crying would only make it harder to breathe.
It already felt as though my chest was working overtime.

Finally, after trying everything I knew and still finding no relief, I surrendered and whispered:
“God… help me.”
Then I did the one thing I had been resisting all night…
I sat up.
And what happened next still leaves me emotional till today…

— Gist with ADE
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WE SERVE THE SAME GOD… BUT DO WE BELIEVE IN THE SAME GOD?

Many people serve God because they acknowledge that there is a higher power—someone who created them and the beautiful world around them.

They believe God exists, and in their own ways, they try to serve Him.
But as Christians, we believe and serve God through Jesus Christ.
In John 3:16, God made it clear that whoever believes in Him (Jesus) will not perish but have eternal life.
Jesus Himself said He is the way, the truth, and the life—and that no one comes to the Father except through Him.

That means we cannot just approach God in any way we choose. We come through Jesus—the only true access.
And that is why we pray in Jesus’ name.

Now, believing in Jesus is not just words—it means surrender. It means making Him Lord over your life:
your decisions, your business, your relationships, your marriage, your children—everything.
At that point, your life is no longer fully yours to control.

That is where the Holy Spirit comes in—the One who leads, guides, teaches, comforts, and helps us live this Christian life without regret.
So I began to wonder…
Why are some Christians entering relationships or marriages with people who do not share this belief?

And I realized something:
The enemy sometimes uses love to make a lie feel like truth.

1. Obedience is better than sacrifice.
You may think you are sacrificing for love, but God values obedience more. If Jesus is truly Lord over your life, you will obey His instruction not to be unequally yoked.
Love is patient, not obsessive. Love does not dishonor God or ignore wise counsel. Love is not selfish—it seeks God first.

2. We are on a journey toward righteousness and eternal life.
Have you asked where the other person is headed? If they are not going your direction, then you are on the wrong bus. And wisdom says—you should come down.

3. Your life is no longer yours alone.
When you accept Jesus, you don’t just choose a partner based on feelings—you seek God’s direction for someone aligned with His purpose for your life.

4. God is the Alpha and the Omega.
He knows the beginning and the end. Every path has an ending, and God already sees it. If He is leading you away from something, it is because He sees what you cannot.
His plans for you are good—not evil.
So seek Him first, and let Him add every other thing to your life.

Now let me ask you:
Do you agree that we may serve the same God, but not believe in Him the same way?
If you don’t agree, I’m open to correction—with love.
If you do, I’d love to hear your thoughts 🤍

— Gist with ADE
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