Because loving others means sharing truth with them!
Because I have experienced God's goodness and want you to experience His goodness too!
And because I once heard someone say that sharing how we have experienced God at work in our lives is the best testimony.
So, though it is difficult for me to write about and share some of my stories...I have a box of tissues nearby...here goes, because what good is a witness who does not speak?
This story includes Miss Sofi Bug.
My beautiful, healthy girl with the rainbow colored braces. Rainbow colored until her next orthodontist visit that is.
I had received a phone call from a neighbor I didn't know very well. My family had only been living in the neighborhood for about 3 years. I had seen this neighbor when out for walks, we had chatted some. Her girls were older than mine. I was glad when I learned that she and her family belonged to the same church my family had begun to attend.
The timing of the call was perfect. Of course it was! God's timing always is.
My neighbor had called to ask me to participate in a group called Moms In Touch International to pray for my girls.
Had my neighbor called just a few days earlier, I think I would have said no. I had never participated in a prayer group before. I wasn't that comfortable with the idea. I had confidence in prayer, but why should I pray with a group?
But my neighbor did not call a few days earlier. She called exactly when I needed her to call.
My neighbor called when the Husband and I were waiting to get the results of a series of medical tests Miss Sofi Bug had undergone just days before.
Miss Sofi Bug, who was then in first grade,
my little soccer star,
acquired a very significant facial tic.
The Husband and I were so worried!
I would hold my girl and pray.
I would hold my tears for when the Husband and I were alone so she would not see. And that is why my answer was yes when my neighbor called to ask me if I would like to participate in a prayer group to pray for my girls. I was in need of more support!
I wept openly through that first meeting.
The other women lifted my girl and my family in prayer. They cried out for healing. They poured out love. They groaned out loud with me to God. Their faith buoyed mine.
I learned the answer to my question, why pray with a group, that day!
I left that prayer meeting with such a grateful heart and a peace I had been struggling to find alone. I have returned for every meeting since. In fact, I now lead that prayer group.
When we meet, we moms pray for healing for our children who need it. We pray our children will treat others with love and kindness. We pray that we as moms will live out our faith well for our children to see and that it will become their own. We cry, we laugh, we are amazed by all the prayers the Lord has answered, and we continue to call on His name for those answers that have yet to come.
We intercede on behalf of our children through prayer!
This morning my thoughts traveled alongTo a place in my life where days have long since goneBeholding an image of what I used to beAs visions were stirred, and God spoke to me
He showed me a Warrior, a soldier in placePositioned by Heaven, yet I saw not the faceI watched as the Warrior fought enemiesThat came from the darkness with destruction for me
I saw as the Warrior would dry away tearsAs all of Heaven's Angels hovered so nearI saw many wounds on the Warrior's faceYet weapons of warfare were firmly in place
I felt my heart weeping, my eyes held so muchAs God let me feel the Warrior's prayer touchI thought "how familiar" the words that were prayedThe prayers were like lightening that never would fade
I said to God "please, the Warrior's name"He gave no reply, He chose to refrainI asked, "Lord, who is broken that they need such prayer?"He showed me an image of myself standing there
Bound by confusion, lost and aloneI felt prayers of the Warrior carry me homeI asked "Please show me Lord, this Warrior so true"I watched and I wept, for Mother....the Warrior--was you!
A few weeks after beginning to pray with my Moms In Touch International group, Miss Sofi Bug's facial tic began to disappear.
The test results came back inconclusive.
She has never gone back for further testing.
The tic has never reappeared!
One day I will learn whether God healed Miss Sofi Bug because we prayed for healing or if Miss Sofi Bug's tic was necessary to get me to say yes to participating in a prayer group because He had a plan to strengthen my faith and richly bless me. Maybe they are one in the same!
I am so grateful to be able to gather with moms who have hearts to cry out to God for their children!
I am deeply grateful for my neighbor who followed the Lord's prompting and called me to pray with a group of moms!
I am deeply grateful for a Savior who died on the cross for my sins and rose from the grave...death has no power over Him...promising me eternal life when I confess Him as Lord.
I am deeply grateful for a God who cares about my needs here on earth!
I am deeply grateful for a pastor who reminds his congregation of the importance of sharing our faith with others!
And I am deeply grateful for you and your willingness to read my story!
Today I pray that you too experience God's goodness!