…We Cried Unto Jehovah, He Heard Our Voice…
God has been our help in ages past. God has been and is and ever shall be our Home. My dear family is not my home…God is. My church, even my growing, loving, serving, faithful and friendly church is not my home…God is. America is not my home…God is. This present world is not my home…God is. Physical life is not my home…God is.
But God has us here now…here where we can love, serve and praise Him so as to draw others to Him. When King David prayed that God not forsake him even when he was grown old, he prayed it for this purpose…that he be spared to tell to yet another generation the strength of Jehovah.
We cried out in prayer for God to spare the life of our new sister in Christ, Tina. He heard our voice! Bless His Holy Name! Yesterday she was in an OR for 17 hours. The doctor came out to speak with us after midnight. He was amazed at how well she held up during the long, long ordeal. She spent the night on a ventilator (which may be removed as I write this). She needed no further blood. She was protected from any other crises. She does have a long recovery ahead. How this will affect her life expectancy remains to be seen. But that matter is, for Tina…and for all of us really…in the Hands of our Father God…Who heard our prayers.
If I ever asked myself theoretically what it would feel like to lay your head down one night, knowing that the next day stood a better than even chance that your life would end on a surgery table, I was privileged to see a young Christ-follower do that very thing and come forth to sing, as it were, the praises of her prayer-answering Father God.
I saw a new Christian swimming in a sea of doubts and questions which no one on earth could answer. But I also saw a shining faith which lifted her up to stroll across that dark sea in victory. I saw fear with tears in its eyes. But I also saw amazing courage which ultimately saw her through. I saw in the experience of a young mother some of the horrific uncertainties with which life may face us. But I also saw that “it-is-well-with-my-soul” conviction which made the tough choice possible.
Thank you for having fellowship with us in Tina’s trials…thank you for caring just like Jesus does…thank you for crying out to Jehovah Who hears us. It’s so good to be at home with God and you already, even in our scattered condition upon planet earth. And it’s so good to know that one day we will all be brought together to live with Him forever…one of these days…
Please…when your heart allows you to remember…speak another word or two for Tina. I knew you would. It’s part of why I love you as I do. But though I love you with all my heart, I have a Father Whose heart beats in rhythm with yours and Whose eyes light up at the thought of you. Feel His pleasure in you today…and always.