Wow! God Allows a Lot

By Deloris Sampson-Delaney

This is my story, from running and foolishly thinking I was hiding from God and my purpose for several decades to humility and surrender, sharing the trip-ups I encountered on the way, from the disgust, from the church's lack of transparency that allows the enemy (Satan) to operate a successful revolving door, with the illusion of realness that the world offers to the wiles of tag team spirits and strongmen-grief and disappointment to bitterness and anger to depression and suicide, even hatred toward God.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christian Faith Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Sep 11, 2020
• ISBN: 9781098023201

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Wow! God Allows a Lot

Deloris Sampson-Delaney

Copyright © 2020 by Deloris Sampson-Delaney

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Table of Contents

Disobedience

Clarity

Question 1: God Allows a Lot. How Do You Reconcile that Notion?

Question 2: What’s All the Hoopla with Me?

This book is dedicated to the memory of my beloved nephew Tony Lamont Payne Jr., aka Lil Tony, who was murdered one day after my birthday in 2018.

Words can’t express how sorrowful I felt and still feel at the loss of you. I watched you struggle to keep your head up as well as the determination to keep trying despite the choices in your past as a youngster, forging through the school of hard knocks. The world wanted to steadily hold on and remind you. I remember one of our last conversations when I was taking you to a job you were promised that was a distance away from your home but closer to mine. I dropped you off with a look of slight enthusiasm in your face that spoke finally in your eyes. But when I got home, I got a call to come back and get you. It took me all of twenty minutes or so. When I saw you standing at the gate of the entrance, the look on your face said it all. I fought back my own tears and said, "The devil is a liar, and everything in me said I needed to lift you up. So when you got in the truck, I could feel the dejection you felt. I knew it personally. I told you, No, no. You hold your head up, and when you can’t hold it up, you ram through the situation anyway, not looking, just ram through. You just keep moving. I am so very proud of you. While the world beats you and tries to keep reminding you, Give no place to shame."

And Lil Tony, I remain proud of you.

May you rest in the promise of your salvation.

Love, Aunt Lois

Introduction

This book is written out of a willing spirit that now embraces obedience after decades of exacerbated disobedience and discontent to do the will of God, with utter disregard or respect of his Lordship in my life, with zealous and foolish determination to do my own thing—be it career, relationship, and/or whatever (not to mention all doors were blocked).

I write this not to boast but to share and warn.

God has the final say!

I’m ashamed and saddened of the disobedience I’ve displayed toward him in my life. My heart is full of remorse and repentance. Being a twenty-something-year-old babe in Christ, I couldn’t begin to understand or appreciate the thought of doing what was asked and required of me. All I could think about was what I wanted, my dreams, and desires. In my foolishness, all I could think about was what I wanted and brushing it off and adopting a mindset of It’s okay. No one else knows what was asked of me, so I’m good. I can continue to pursue my own desires. The career thing was number one goal in my life. It was everything I wanted.

Istruggled with the notion of this