After a day away and a short nap upon getting home, I turned on my computer to check my email. One email held this line: When God takes something from your grasp, He's not punishing you, but merely opening your hands to receive something better
I knew it was a nudge from GOD to share the testimony HE gave me today of HIS goodness.
It is crazy that in the big things we look to GOD and HE gives us grace to trust. Then something small comes along and it seems so discouraging.
Most of you know there has been one hard problem after another in our lives lately and GOD has held us. I ran up to the Springs very early this morning so I could watch Shirley’s four kids while she went to see if she could straighten out the mess concerning Zachary’s insurance. Then I had an appointment with another daughter midmorning. She is going to beauty school and wanted me to come in for a haircut. I seldom get time with her so it is a double treat for me.
I took the kids to MacDonald’s for breakfast and let them pray while I read the Word. Every thing was going fine but it was getting later and later and I actually began worrying that I would have to cancel my appointment. It was eating away at me.
I gave it to the LORD and continued to read the Word…. I was in Matthew and the words, “Thy will be done” jumped out at me.
My mind flew back 40 years when those words hit home. I was awakened to the words, “Moma, the baby is dead.” As my husband handed me the lifeless body of our little baby boy. I tried to breathe the breath of life back into him and began praying…. Something I hadn’t done much of in years.
But my mind seemed to freeze . All I could think to pray was JESUS model prayer…Our FATHER… when I got to Thy will be done. I stopped for I knew Little Mac’s death was HIS will.
The weeks that followed are a haze but at one point I caught myself thinking irrationally and knew I must go back to the GOD I knew to retain my sanity to raise the little girls 6yrs and 3yrs I still had. So after my husband got home from work, I ran down to the little church down the street. But no one was there. Then it started to sprinkle.
I looked up into the sky and saw a cloud formed like lion and on its back was a laughing baby and words thundered… weep not for him, for he is having the time of his life. Weep for yourselves and your daughters”
Seeing that and hearing those words changed my concept of death entirely and encouraged me incredibly. As horrible as losing my baby was, it was his death that brought me back to walk with the GOD. And relating this testimony of GOD comforting me has encouraged many.
Back to this morning… after remembering how GOD had taught me to say, Thy will be done and comparing it to my present discouragement of missing time with my daughter and a haircut I laughed and wrote a note to GOD in my journal.
YOUR will be done… the 1st time YOU taught that to me was with Little Mac and that was life shattering and shaking but has changed me completely. A good change. This time YOU are speaking it to me over a mere disappointment or (LOL) rather a missed appointment. It doesn’t matter that I miss the appointment. I trust YOUR scheduling of my life.
Just then Shirley arrived (she had gotten the mess straightened out) and I didn’t have to miss my appointment after all… GOD was just reminding me and testing me. No good thing will HE withhold from us… If it is withheld there must be a good reason.
hugs
Sharon
I knew it was a nudge from GOD to share the testimony HE gave me today of HIS goodness.
It is crazy that in the big things we look to GOD and HE gives us grace to trust. Then something small comes along and it seems so discouraging.
Most of you know there has been one hard problem after another in our lives lately and GOD has held us. I ran up to the Springs very early this morning so I could watch Shirley’s four kids while she went to see if she could straighten out the mess concerning Zachary’s insurance. Then I had an appointment with another daughter midmorning. She is going to beauty school and wanted me to come in for a haircut. I seldom get time with her so it is a double treat for me.
I took the kids to MacDonald’s for breakfast and let them pray while I read the Word. Every thing was going fine but it was getting later and later and I actually began worrying that I would have to cancel my appointment. It was eating away at me.
I gave it to the LORD and continued to read the Word…. I was in Matthew and the words, “Thy will be done” jumped out at me.
My mind flew back 40 years when those words hit home. I was awakened to the words, “Moma, the baby is dead.” As my husband handed me the lifeless body of our little baby boy. I tried to breathe the breath of life back into him and began praying…. Something I hadn’t done much of in years.
But my mind seemed to freeze . All I could think to pray was JESUS model prayer…Our FATHER… when I got to Thy will be done. I stopped for I knew Little Mac’s death was HIS will.
The weeks that followed are a haze but at one point I caught myself thinking irrationally and knew I must go back to the GOD I knew to retain my sanity to raise the little girls 6yrs and 3yrs I still had. So after my husband got home from work, I ran down to the little church down the street. But no one was there. Then it started to sprinkle.
I looked up into the sky and saw a cloud formed like lion and on its back was a laughing baby and words thundered… weep not for him, for he is having the time of his life. Weep for yourselves and your daughters”
Seeing that and hearing those words changed my concept of death entirely and encouraged me incredibly. As horrible as losing my baby was, it was his death that brought me back to walk with the GOD. And relating this testimony of GOD comforting me has encouraged many.
Back to this morning… after remembering how GOD had taught me to say, Thy will be done and comparing it to my present discouragement of missing time with my daughter and a haircut I laughed and wrote a note to GOD in my journal.
YOUR will be done… the 1st time YOU taught that to me was with Little Mac and that was life shattering and shaking but has changed me completely. A good change. This time YOU are speaking it to me over a mere disappointment or (LOL) rather a missed appointment. It doesn’t matter that I miss the appointment. I trust YOUR scheduling of my life.
Just then Shirley arrived (she had gotten the mess straightened out) and I didn’t have to miss my appointment after all… GOD was just reminding me and testing me. No good thing will HE withhold from us… If it is withheld there must be a good reason.
hugs
Sharon
No good thing will He withhold.. that is a great reminder. I am glad that I didn't make you miss your appt!
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