Archive for testimony
For as long as I can remember, God has been an important part of my life. I’ve grown up with morning devotions, scripture memory, and family prayer time. I wore my first Bible to shreds from constantly looking at the pictures! When I was five years old I asked Jesus to come into my heart. My parents sat next to me, on my brother’s bed; guiding me as I said a modest prayer. I didn’t fully comprehend the immeasurable wonder that salvation is, but I didn’t have to; I knew Jesus loved me. I recognized that I did things that were wrong and I knew He would help me do good. I accepted that He was the only way to get to heaven and I certainly didn’t want to be left out of that!
Child-like faith comes easy when you’re a child.
During my lifetime, I have heard many powerful testimonies of redemption. I would sit back and listen to people tell of how they lived lives in theft, sexual immorality, or bondage to alcohol or drugs. I’d be moved to tears when they recalled how Christ saved them when they were in their darkest time, and He was the light that set them free. Then, I’d think to myself, “Wow, my testimony is nothing compared to that! I won’t inspire anyone by telling them I became a Christian when I was a kid, and I was raised in a Godly home. It’s so boring!” Now, I know how wrong I was.
It’s God’s plan of salvation that’s beautiful and inspiring,
not the amount of muck you go through to receive it.
I have had and will continue to have my own tests, trials and temptations. I am not even within throwing distance of perfect! I do think I had one day where I didn’t commit a single sin – I was sick and I slept for 26 hours. Truth!
I know that “all have sinned and fall short of the Glory of God.” [Romans 3:23]
I rely on the fact that “No temptation has overtaken you [me] that is not common to man. God is faithful, and He will not let you [me] be tempted beyond your [my] ability, but with the temptation He will also provide the way of escape, that you [I] may be able to endure it.” [1 Corinthians 10:13]
And I do my best to “Count it all joy, my brothers, when you [I] meet trials of various kinds, for you [I] know that the testing of your [my] faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you [I] may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.” [James 1:2-4]
I am saved by Grace, not by my own works. Jesus Christ died on the cross for my sins. When I accepted Him, in faith; believing, He washed my sins away! All of them – past, present and future! I thank God for keeping me from evil, for growing me as a Christian, while I was growing from child to adult. What a blessing to have been brought up in a loving, nurturing environment, by parents that taught me the fear and admonition of The Lord! What a gift to have been established on a firm foundation! God changed my heart then, as a child, and He’s still changing it day to day. He’s perfecting me for His Glory! This is Easter, and it’s one of my favorite holiday celebrations, because it reminds me of what my Savior did for me. I like the term Resurrection Sunday best, because without His resurrection there is no victory!
Redeemer, sung by Nicole C. Mullen, is in my top ten song list.
When it comes on the radio, I close my eyes and soak in the awe-inspiring words. . .except when I’m driving, of course!
To take away my shame
And He lives
Forever I’ll proclaim
That the payment for my sin
Was the precious life He gave
But now He’s alive and there’s an empty grave!
And I know
My Redeemer lives
My Redeemer lives
Let all creation testify
That this life within me cries
I know my Redeemer”
The New Oxford American Dictionary defines redeem as this: 1. Compensate for the faults or bad aspects of (something) > (of a person) atone or make amends > save (someone) from sin, error or evil. 2. Gain or regain possession of (something) in exchange for payment.
How fitting that we call Christ our Redeemer! What an awesome God!
“On the first day of the week, very early in the morning, the women took the spices they had prepared and went to the tomb. They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, but when they entered, they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. While they were wondering about this, suddenly two men in clothes that gleamed like lightning stood beside them. In their fright the women bowed down with their faces to the ground, but the men said to them, “Why do you look for the living among the dead? He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee: ‘The Son of Man must be delivered over to the hands of sinners, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.’ ” [Luke 24:1-7]
Happy Resurrection Sunday!
I know my Redeemer lives, and I hope you do, too.
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I have a true story to share with you and what better place than here, on my blog, on the internet, where it will surely reach millions! =)
Last week my children and I went camping on the lake. The grandchildren were invited as an end-of-summer event. We have been waiting for a break in the rainy weather but my window of opportunity was quickly closing with the end of July looming. The forecast was for sunny skies; so, I planned to pick up the grands in the afternoon, while the final touches were put on the camp.
Over the last few years, we’ve developed a system for camping that actually works! Simply: I orchestrate; direct a lot and plan & pack for meals, my girls do most of the home work, getting clothes packed, bedding organized, etc. My boys go to the designated campsite and start putting up the tents. The idea is to have the tents up, supplies on site and then deliver the campers. Smooth and easy.
So… I sent the boys down early with the tents. Cell phones now make this job (orchestration) even easier. I can sort of be in more than one place at a time. I called after a while and found out that things were going well and two of the smaller tents were already up. Things were going well at home, also, and we were all so excited to spend this time together. Some time passed and I got a call about our big tent. The tent.
After several years, we bought a new family-size tent just last year. It’s the tent that I sleep in with my two youngest children and three or four young grandchildren. I know exactly where they are each night and how they’re sleeping. Too hot in this scorching summer, too cold in our unseasonably freezing fall (last year), giggling and telling stories way past lights out, rolled atop each other, etc. I sing louder than the crickets and tree frogs, until the last one falls asleep, zip tent flaps, move kids back into sleeping bags and generally watch through the night, even when my eyes are closed. lol This is an important tent.
My older son called to say that because they didn’t remember the specifics of putting this tent up and couldn’t seem to put their hand on a diagram, there was too much stress on one of the main poles and it broke. “Don’t stress,” he says, (I wasn’t), and he assures me that he isn’t, either. They’re going to leave it alone for a time and concentrate on getting the other tents put together. My response, “I’m not worried; not stressed, but…we must have this tent. I need this tent. This is not cool. I don’t want to come up with a plan B; I am more than comfortable with plan A. Okay, it’ll be fine. We’ll think of something. Call me in a little while.” I remember thinking, “It’s a fairly new tent, right. I bet we can order a replacement piece, but that’s not going to help now. I wonder how long it will take to get it? Maybe they can overnight it? Wonder how much that will cost?”
Let me pause here, to tell you that this isn’t really a story. It is a testimony. If you’re already here, reading now, this post is for YOU. Read on. Don’t miss what God has for you. It will be a deposit into your personal well of God’s faithfulness. You will draw on it when you need it. You’ll be able to tell others and it will be added to their well. I do not believe in coincidence. I believe in the power of prayer and I believe in God.
We kept at our preparations and we prayed. We asked God for help and wisdom. I asked for peace and the ability to maintain a good attitude even if I had to change my ideas of what was best. A couple of hours later my son called, again. God had made a direct deposit into his well of faithfulness and he couldn’t wait to tell me what had happened!
Our youngest son had walked down to the lake’s edge to wade and explore. The oldest decided it was a good time for a break. They had been working, in the heat, with another brother, for several hours. He walked from the campsite, across the shore and directly into the water, about 10 feet. The bottom is sort of gooshy and it tends to make the water a murky, muddied-orange, until you reach some depth and the volume of water washes it out. Just to his right, lying 2 feet under the surface, on a lake bottom he could still clearly see, was something shiny. He said that before he even pulled the tent pole out of the water he knew what it was.
This lake encompasses 38,000 acres of water, and nearly 700 miles of shoreline. There are more than 1/2 a dozen campgrounds and at least 20 designated swim areas; a huge water park and numerous marinas. Yet, within sight of our camp, at a certain moment in time (not the day before or the day after), there was a tent pole lying at the bottom of this lake and he saw it! It was not broken or even attached to a broken piece. The pole that broke on the tent was an end piece. It had a specific purpose and it’s manufactured for the position it held. Tent poles come in different lengths and diameters according to the specifics of the tent. There are ends and middles. The pole that was in the water is an exact replacement for the broken tent pole. Exact. It did not have to be modified or manipulated in any way! It is the correct size and the specific design for its position! The FACT is, I could not have purchased a better fitting replacement and there it was.
In our house, this is a-God-thing. It defies reasonable explanation. We talk about it. Praise Him and give Him the glory. We stand in awe that He would care about something so small and seemingly insignificant in our lives that He would take the time to change our circumstances; to impress upon our hearts that He sees us and He knows our every need, long before we know it ourselves. We are honored that He loves us enough to build our faith and trusts us to share His Good News. No doubt, there will come a time when the enemy will tease and torment us with the thought that God has abandoned us and we are unimportant to Him, but the enemy is a liar and this history of God’s faithfulness will be a powerful tool to defeat him. I share it with you.
“And they overcame him because of the blood of The Lamb and because of the word of their testimony…” Revelation 12:11
“Behold, I am The Lord, the God of all flesh; is anything too difficult for Me?” Jeremiah 32:27
“Fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, despising shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.” Hebrews 12:2
“For we walk by faith, not by sight.” 2 Corinthians 5:7
“…as God has allotted to each a measure of faith.” Romans 12:3
I don’t have nearly all of the answers to my own questions, let alone yours. I don’t know why children starve or are abused. I don’t know why those that seem so good, die so young. I don’t know why earthquakes, tornadoes, tsunamis, fire and floods are allowed to destroy lives. I.do.not.know.
What I do know is this ~ God knows and we can put our trust fully in Him. He loves us, He is faithful and He keeps His promises.
“Yet, with respect to the promise of God, he did not waver in unbelief but grew strong in faith, giving Glory to God, and being fully assured that what God had promised, He was able also to perform.” Romans 4:20-21
“Why are you in despair, O my soul? And why have you become disturbed within me? Hope in God, for I shall yet praise Him, the help of my countenance and my God.” Psalm 42:11
“God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth should change and though the mountains slip into the heart of the sea; though its waters roar and foam, though the mountains quake at its swelling pride. Selah… The Lord of Hosts is with us; The God of Jacob is our stronghold. Selah.” Psalm 46:1-3; 7
“And my God will supply all your needs according to His riches in glory in Christ Jesus.” Philippians 4:19
“Casting all your anxiety on Him, because He cares for you.” 1 Peter 5:7
“These things I have spoken to you, so that in Me you may have peace. In the world you have tribulation, but take courage; I have overcome the world.” John 16:33
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Don’t give into the temptation of dwelling on your circumstances. Look to God, where your help comes from. Nearly 90 years ago, Helen Lemmel penned these words:
“Turn your eyes upon Jesus,
Look full in His wonderful face,
And the things of earth will grow strangely dim,
In the light of His glory and grace.”
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Living to tell The Story sponsors Friday’s Fave Five Meme. An opportunity for me to pause and note 5 Favorite moments of my week or to give thanks for 5 wonders or blessings or …
1.) I’m sincerely grateful for this meme and the possibility of the personal archive of memories that may be built from it.
2.) Daffodils – everywhere – and the hope of spring, right around the corner.
3. I am married to a man after God’s own heart and his banner over me is love.
4.) I know that no matter what circumstances come against my family, we [individually and collectively] have a firm foundation on The Rock that holds and God will see us through. My thoughts and prayers are for Japan’s earthquake victims and their families and those in the path of the tsunami. May God have mercy on them.
5.) I have a little, inexpensive digital camera, but I was able to capture a lovely picture for my Wordless Wednesday post, this week. It reminds me of tea time with my Father God ~ a cup of peace in the midst of the day to day turmoil of life.
Counting my blessings and hoping you will count yours, too.
With a heart of thanksgiving,
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These are the questions we asked before we started our most recent unit study. William Tyndale was God’s Smuggler. Could I have done what he did? Would I have been willing to give all he gave? Should I even consider breaking laws set by man, to further The Kingdom of Heaven for The Glory of God?
William Tyndale, God’s Smuggler is a 21 page unit study, written by Kim Kargbo and published by her company, Soli Deo Gloria Resources. Soli Deo Gloria is Latin for “To God Alone the Glory.” They provide unit study curricula, Bible studies and teacher resources for homeschooling families.
Soli Deo Gloria Resources is based on the belief that:
- “If we educate our children so that they will be intelligent and successful – we may be seeking THEIR glory.
- If we educate our children so that they will impress our family, friends and neighbors – we may be seeing OUR OWN glory.
- If we educate our children so that they can pour forth facts and figures accurately – we may be seeking the glory of KNOWLEDGE (and knowledge puffs up).
But if we educate our children so that they have a big view of God, are aware of their individuals giftings and seek to use them for the advancement of God’s Kingdom around the world and in eternity – then we are seeking GOD’S glory.”
…and their products clearly reflect this belief. They have more than 20 unit studies, covering a wide range of subjects with each unit.
The William Tyndale study is shorter than most and is ideal for those that have never attempted to use a unit study method of teaching/learning or for those that want a break or filler between other studies. It can easily be taught in five days or stretched over a longer period, like we did. It incorporates history, science, geography, character study, Bible, art, and language arts. It adapts well for grades K-12.
Kim supplies a list of resources needed: choices in movies, books and websites.
We were able to rent 3 of the 4 movies she recommended, from Netflix, and all 5 of the books listed were available from our local library. It is her suggestion that you get one book and/or one movie corresponding to the age level(s) of your children.
I wanted everything, because I have multiple age levels and because I wanted to be able to tell you just how hard/easy it is to fulfill her resource list. Kim has compiled numerous activities and projects: ie. mapping, copywork, timeline, puzzles, etc. that reinforce the material covered in this study.
William Tyndale, God’s Smuggler is an $8 e-book. Time is valuable. I guarantee it would take, me or you, more than an hour to “build” our own unit study. That alone makes this a wise investment, but the content of this study is likely to have eternal dividends.
I’m not going to tell you how we answered our original questions. I encourage you to learn about William Tyndale and his contribution to your family. He was a Christian hero and we’re glad we had a chance to meet him.
This product was given to me, free of charge, in exchange, for my honest review, as a member of the TOS Homeschool Crew. I receive no other compensation for my reviews on this blog. The opinions expressed are my own.
Zoe and Sozo Publishing. Have you heard of them?
I hadn’t heard of this publishing company until I received Foundlings, for review. It is written by Matthew Christian Harding and the encapsulated story of his life, his testimony, could be a book, in itself. God’s love, mercy, grace, acceptance and forgiveness are evident. He is the father of four, and with his wife’s encouragement, bedtime stories became… The Peleg Chronicles.
The publisher recommends this book for ages 10 and up. Foundlings is a work of historical fiction, set in the time of Peleg (Genesis 11), after the Tower of Babel dispersion. The author’s view is that of a young earth creationist. Godly heroes and adventurers: Lord McDougal and Thiery; evil Dragon Priests, vivid Beasts and man-sized Lyftfloga, find their way across the pages. Scripture is woven seamlessly throughout this story of good versus evil.
I started reading Foundlings aloud, to all but my youngest child. 232 pages with no illustrations. We noticed that from an artistic point of view, the character’s physical descriptions (apart from McDougal and a couple of others) are sparse. Spiritually, though, it is clear who is good and who is bad. Evil is portrayed as evil and not good, not fun, not something to delve into yourself.
*Mr. Harding’s, “Lord McDougal”, comes off the page by my son’s hand.
One of my daughters said, “It’s great that someone finally wrote a book with a fantasy-feel that I can enjoy reading. I’ve always believed dragons and dinosaurs walked with man. Foundlings meets God’s approval, in my opinion, because, just as the publisher claims, it isn’t filled with magic, humanism or evolution. All in all, a good read without the junk!”
Another one said, “It’s an interesting idea for a book, but not a genre I’d choose to read. Just too much fantasy for my taste and too many odd-named characters. Instead of walking, half the time, I felt like I was tripping and stumbling through it.”
I wasn’t far into Foundlings when I changed the rating to a PG-13. Therefore, my recommendation is for older teens and adults. It does contain visible, Biblical principles of truth, courage, faith and love, among others. I think it leans a little heavy and graphic in other areas. I know, much of this story is based on historical account, but I don’t see the need for this measure of dark detail in my young children’s fiction.
On the other hand, I know there is a market of youth and adults that read of spells and incantations, dungeons and dragons, vampires and more, without pause. This is not a description of Foundlings, but… this good book may be a tool to reach hearts with The Truth. It opens discussion and opportunity for presentation of The Gospel.
I encourage you to read the other TOS Crew reviews , since we come from many different points of view. Follow your personal standard and form your own opinion, before you give it to your child or as a gift.
*This is another son’s illustration. A Lyftfloga, as described by the author.
If you decide this book will fit your family, you can order here, online, through the mail or bookstore. It is $11.95. Paladins, Book Two of The Peleg Chronicles has already been published and is also available for $11.95. Foundlings ends with a cliff-hanger and moves right into Paladins. The third book in this series is anticipated in May of 2011.
This product was given to me, free of charge, in exchange, for my honest review, as a member of the TOS Homeschool Crew. I receive no other compensation for my reviews on this blog. The opinions expressed are my own.
PART 1 of THE BLESSINGS OF AUGUST ~
Sometimes, God may reward us for our good works, but most of the time, I think, He does things for us just because He loves us and He can. August 2010 was a time of out-right, clearly-evident, blessing-upon-blessing, in my house, and not one of us did anything extraordinary to deserve it! We did not set a course to fast longer and pray more; there was no uncommon repentance or life-rocking revival.
This is a testimony of God’s loving kindness and His constant faithfulness. “And they (the believers, saints) overcame him (the devil, satan) by the blood of The Lamb (Jesus Christ, sacrificed unto death, buried and raised from the dead) AND by the word of their (mine and yours) testimony…” Revelation 12:11
There was a rally in Washington, D.C. on 8-28-2010 called Restoring Honor. It was organized to bring people together from all over America, to thank our soldiers and restore honor to their gift of service. We also saw it as a time to come together to ask God to restore our country, under His care. From the moment we heard about it, my older children and I wanted to attend it. We first heard about it on Glenn Beck’s program. With 9 of us at home, I looked at our budget, juggled and jiggled; attempted to manipulate it and then, in good conscience, decided it just wasn’t feasible. I don’t even think I prayed about it, at that time, and I certainly wasn’t approaching my husband about it, when our ends barely ever meet anyway. It was evident to me that going on such a trip was not a necessity and like most everyone I know, just meeting the needs of our large family was pushing it.
Not a lot of discussion was needed, to explain why we weren’t going. My family lives firmly in reality and we all knew this wasn’t the type of thing that people like us actually do. =) Don’t get me wrong, we enjoy our life. There are lots of free and inexpensive things to do together. We live a few miles from Lake Lanier, with free access to a little sandy beach, water and tons of Georgia clay! Georgia is home to many, beautiful water falls and inexpensive state parks. We love to hike and camp and picnic. Amicalola Falls is stunning!
We look forward to the county fair every year (free admission day), Burt’s Pumpkin Farm (free fall photo op without purchasing even one pumpkin!) and walking down main street; drinking hot cider and listening to carolers in December. Traveling, visiting museums and cultural centers, and such, tend to be more expensive and not something we have done much of over the years. So, none of my children complained about not going to the Restoring Honor Rally, but…
Sometimes, when we would watch Glenn Beck and he would enthusiastically talk about the rally, I would notice the children speak a little wistfully, “Oh, that would be so cool!”, “I wonder who else is going to be there?”, “Can you imagine, actually seeing The Lincoln Memorial or The Washington Monument?” They were just talking and I was just observing them. I don’t think they even realized what I was seeing. At some point, I started to speak, a little wistfully, to my Father God. “It really would be so cool, God!”, “Just one time, Lord, I’d like them to experience the other possibilities of life.” Sort of like, an occasional, brief, conversation-in-passing with a trusted friend.
You know how it is to have a thought race through your mind and you don’t really grasp it or think about it, it just flows across? Toward the last week in July, I remember a thought of asking for help to go to D.C. It was a “flutter” of a thought. Eventually, I grabbed it, examined it’s merit and unceremoniously set it aside. First of all, I didn’t want to ask someone to help with something as frivolous as a “vacation” and second, I didn’t know anyone with that kind of money, that wasn’t already helping someone with their cost of living. I can say that I felt prompted by God, in response to my heart-prayer, to ask for help and I flatly refused. I said, “no” and then I didn’t speak of it again, wistfully or otherwise. (How’s that for audacious behavior before the Creator of the Universe? I do not recommend it!)
I have a facebook page (started so I could keep in touch with family.) My sister has a website forum (Mama’s Coffee Shop) that I joined to boost her numbers and support her. Because it is hers, I’ve actually left a couple of comments. Recently, starting this blog was an uncomfortable necessity, if I wanted to review homeschool curriculum, for the first time, this year. As a “techie” (is that even a word?), my growth has been a bit stunted. Anyway… The Restoring Honor Rally started a facebook page and I “liked” it. I would visit it and read what everyone thought of the rally. I’d look at the auctions and general updates. One evening, I clicked on the discussions tab, that I had never really noticed before, and found so many people “talking” about so many topics having to do with the rally. I read through post after post. I felt connected to strangers. Then, before the thoughts or possible repercussions were even fully formed, I began to type:
I’ve never asked anything like this before, but…going with the “…you have not, because you ask not…” motto ~ would anyone like to sponsor (yes, pay for) my four teenage children and me to go to the rally? I have a small car and I’m willing to drive from Georgia to D.C., …the flesh and heart is willing, but the bank account is impossibly weak. We watch Glenn Beck every day as part of our history/government/economics class and we so want to participate “on the ground”. I HAVE a 14 y.o. son, 16 y.o. daughter, 18 y.o. son and 20 y.o. daughter that have a heart for God and America. What I do NOT HAVE is gas money and a place for us to stay. We have been praying about this since it was first announced and nothing has happened. I figured the worst that could happen with this plea is being told “no” and I can handle that. My example is one of pressing in and not giving up.
So, there you have it. Any one or more want to send us in your place?
God bless and keep each of you and may He bless America in answer to our cries.
This is the actual post copied from the Restoring Honor Rally discussion board. It is still as embarrassing as it is bold, even though I know how God used it to accomplish His purpose. I can say that three weeks of wrestling with God and wanting things my way, did me no good. As I typed, I felt compelled to get my children to Washington, D.C. I was challenged to obey, let it go, and let God, be God. I was reminded that a little faith can move a mountain. I posted this note and then I told my husband and children what I had done. I wasn’t sure what they would think of me. As I re-read it, I discovered I was torn, believing no one would respond in any way and so hopeful that just one person, with-more-money-in-the bank-than-they-knew-what-to-do-with, would see it and make us their “charitable contribution”. That wasn’t one of God’s ideas, either.
At this point, I began to pray, believing. After I “gave in” and asked for help, my idea was of a rich-uncle-with-a-soft-heart type benefactor with no sacrifice involved. God’s idea was to move across the hearts of those with little and some with even less. Within days we had notes of prayer and encouragement and calls of financial support. The first woman that called me, asked what the needs were to get us to D.C., and then pledged to pay for our hotel room and gas. She encouraged me to accept what God was doing and said maybe we were someone’s “Pay It Forward“.
Every comment to the board was not a positive one. I was hurt and embarrassed by some comments that were made, especially in such a public forum, and where my children could read them, but the support that surrounded me, from people I’ve never met personally, was like nothing I’ve ever known. They buoyed my spirit when it was weak. My emotions were on the edge of my nerve endings. I read nearly every comment, out loud to my family, through tears. I could not fathom how God was using the “thread” on the rally board. One man shared his personal testimony with me. He had posted several comments of doubt and accusation. In public forum he called me a “scammer” and he believed it. I felt broken and weary of trying to explain or defend; so, I simply blessed him, in open forum, then I let it go, and let God, be God. He says God changed his heart and changed his mind. He became one of my dearest champions. There is no balm to soothe a wounded soul, like the love of God.
Another was reminded of her faith that had been buried under discouragement and disillusion in the state of our country. She saw Faith, Hope and Charity alive in American hearts and her spirit was renewed!
Many small amounts came together to make one big difference. God had provided a way, where there seemed to be no way, that would allow us to go to the Restoring Honor Rally in our nation’s capitol! We had pledges and cash to cover Metro fares, hotel parking fees and gas. One sent $10 and another sent $5. Someone pledged to give $25 and then wrote the check for $28, in honor of Glenn Beck’s show on 8-16 about a donation of 8 cents and referencing the Biblical story of the widow’s mite. God stirred hearts and every financial need was met, nothing more. To the degree that, we had a $30 pledge to pick up in D.C. after we arrived. Seemed simple enough in theory, but the rally was huge, everything was busy and we didn’t make the connection. Never the less, I had enough money to fill the car at our last stop before home. God knew I wouldn’t need an additional $30; so, I didn’t get it. It was nice to let go, and let God, be God.
I can say that I saw God move a mountain. I watched in awe, as He poured deposits of faithfulness in to my children’s lives. I don’t know what is in their future, but I do know, that when they are pressed, they will remember this time. They will know, that they know, that they know, that their God is able to do all things! When doubt wants to creep in, they will be able to draw from a rich, personal history, of His faithfulness.
Last weekend, a friend said, “I think God just likes to hug and kiss and love on us.”
There is no god like Jehovah! We are called to love one another, as He loves us. My cup runs over…