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ЁЯзС‍ЁЯЪТ Faith in the Furnace : Trusting God in Every Outcome

Sometimes faith gets tested not in the big, dramatic moments — but in the quiet, personal battles of our everyday lives. For me, this season has been one of those journey that’s both physical and deeply spiritual.

I’m currently trying for a VBAC and it’s been quite a journey. Honestly, a tricky one.

With gestational diabetes, my sugar levels have been unpredictable. Despite the medicines, I’ve now been started on insulin. I need to keep the baby’s weight in check to increase the chances of a normal delivery, but there are days I just feel unsure — one moment I’m confident, the next I’m wondering if it would really work out.

Along with multiple prayers I’ve also read many stories of successful VBACs, even in situations that seemed nearly impossible. Thanks to Anupama Vrisham's classes and some inspiring Instagram testimonials, I’ve found hope when I needed it most.

Yesterday, I randomly searched for “Christian VBAC stories,” and one heading immediately caught my eye:
“What My Failed VBAC Taught Me About the Gospel” [1]

I clicked.
And honestly, it was one of the most eye-opening reads of this journey.

We often glorify God for the outcomes we want that is when our prayers are answered just as we hoped. But that blog reminded me of something deeper: God is still God, even when the results are not what we expected.

It aptly talked about Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego, standing before King Nebuchadnezzar, saying,

“Our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the burning fiery furnace… but if not, be it known to you, O king, that we will not serve your gods.”
-- Daniel 3:17–18 

That even if not is where true faith lives.
True surrender isn’t giving up in exchange for a better deal but it’s offering everything to God without reservation, without expectation.

Because we don’t see as He sees.

“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, says the Lord.”
-- Isaiah 55:8

God always works for a greater good that we may not yet understand. Our prayer, then, should not just be, “Let this happen,” but “Let God be glorified in everything I do and have.”

Just as Jesus said about the man born blind:

“It was not that this man sinned, or his parents, but that the works of God might be made manifest in him.”
--John 9:3

Every situation even the painful or uncertain ones can reveal His glory if we let Him be truly present.

And as we’ve been practicing a new hymn for choir, one line keeps echoing in my heart:

“E’en though it be a cross that raiseth me,
Still all my song shall be, nearer, my God, to Thee.”

That’s my prayer that no matter what happens, VBAC or CSec, joy or disappointment I may always keep moving nearer to God.

Because faith isn’t proven by the result.
It’s proven by trusting Him even when He doesn't.


[1]https://writelydivided.medium.com/what-my-failed-vbac-taught-me-about-the-gospel-9a1283426a2e

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