the prophetess.

“There was also a prophet, Anna, the daughter of Penuel, of the tribe of Asher. She was very old; she had lived with her husband seven years after her marriage, and then was a widow until she was eighty-four.[a] She never left the temple but worshiped night and day, fasting and praying. Coming up to them at that very moment, she gave thanks to God and spoke about the child to all who were looking forward to the redemption of Jerusalem.” 

-Luke 2:36-39

Today’s sermon was about Anna, the prophetess. The name Anna is only mentioned once in the Bible.

I wasn’t the most attentive at church today but every time my pastor mentioned Anna, my ears shot up and I could sense the stares from the crowd searching for the only Anna in church, as I fiddle with my phone.

Every time he said her name, I listened. Anna in the Bible was a woman of God, who spoke about Jesus Christ in the temple of Jerusalem to everyone when the infant Jesus was brought to the temple with Mary and Joseph.

Other than the fact that she was a prophetess, Anna in the Bible lived a very long life. It is possible she was 105 years old at the time the story was recorded, having been a widow for 84 years and assuming she was married at a later age (She could have been married at 14 too — but even that is a pretty old age).

I tried to see myself in comparison to her. Was I being a woman of God the way Anna in the Bible had? I didn’t pray and fast like she did each day. Anna didn’t re-marry despite her short marriage. Anna had so much faith in God, that she’ll be provided, and her trust in Him was something I honestly admire.

What was I doing in comparison to her? I don’t pray as often, I don’t go to the prayer meetings offered at church. Even if there are Wednesday prayers 1 block down at 6:30 am, I refuse to move out of my bed before 8 am.

Here I am, worried about one in a million things; mostly about a stupid boy who refuses to know we met, and watching Netflix.

Why am I worried about the trivial things; when I should be looking forward to bigger things? How can I be more like this Anna who worships the Lord endlessly?


I do not deny that I am a Christian, and a struggling one. I struggle with my faith each day, my values each time and succumbing to the little things that does not glorify Him in any way. I am not saying that by professing my faith, I am a righteous person. I have many moments where I hurt people, care less about people, and just be selfish in general. Isn’t God suppose to be loving, they would ask, so why aren’t you showing it?

I’m doing my best. Please, if you see me being self-centered and acting spiteful towards you or just acting in ways that puts me back into this secular short-term happiness culture, rebuke me.



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