11 Jun

Once again it has been a while since I’ve posted.
Since the time of my last posting, I am pleased to say that my family has found a “home church.” We have found a little place out in the country with a preacher who is not afraid to preach Gods Word and doesn’t care if Gods Truth offends people. We have found a place filled with God fearing people who welcomed us from day one and have been there praying for us through some very difficult times.
Since my last posting, my husband has been diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, resulting in lots of doctors appointments, the loss of a job, and a couple of hospitalizations. We have been essentially homeless and living as we have been told by a few people by “couch surfing.” We had 90% of our belongings in a storage unit until we could find a place to live. In the last 2 weeks, we have been back in contact with an old friend who is more like a brother to both my husband and myself. He too has been dealt a less than pleasant hand and he and my husband have been a source of constant support for each other.
This past week, the storage unit that held all of our household items and photos of our daughters first 5 years, and an antique desk that has passed through my family for generations and was given to me by my grandmother and so much more of our lives together, flooded. We lost everything. All of our possessions now fit in the trunk of our car.
Needless to say, life has been a struggle.
We attended church this evening, two weeks after their official “Revival” where it was pointed out that “revival doesn’t only happen during a set time in a certain building, but it can happen anytime and anywhere for Gods people.” Well I believe that I’ve had a revival tonight.
We arrived at church to find out that they would be holding a business meeting for most of the time allotted, and therefore the evenings lesson would only be about 10 minutes long.
One of my favorite things about this church is that Pastor Allen has the ability to deliver a strong, powerful, hit-the-nail-on-the-head message in just a few short minutes.
As he was thinking about what God wanted him to share with his congregation tonight, he heard God telling him to “remind them of how good God is.” That’s exactly what he did and he shared the Word and people shared their testimony and just praised God for all of their blessings.
That’s when it occurred to me that I was dealing with the loss of all of our possessions in an odd way. It occurred to me that I hadn’t been sad at any point. I wasn’t and am not upset about losing my things. I’m not worried about how I’m going to replace them. I’m not mad at God or anyone else for that matter, for what has been taken from me. Over the past 2 weeks, I have been more thankful than I remember being in the last year. Even when bad things are happening, my first instinct is to praise God.
When my husband entered the hospital and I didn’t know how long they would keep him, or how long it
Would be before I could see him or even talk to him, the first thing that I did when I left his side, was get in the car and sing praise to God in the form of Casting Crowns’ “Praise You In This Storm.” Each time. Alone in my car. Uncertain. Afraid. Lost. And singing at the top of my lungs, shouting to God, knowing that He is worthy of praise no matter what is going on.
When we lost all of our things, and didn’t know if we would have a bed or even a home for our daughter by next month, I again sat in my car praying through song, singing “You must think I’m strong to give me what I’m going through…hands of mercy won’t you cover me? Lord, right now I’m asking You to be strong enough for the both of us.”
Today as I drove around to finalize arrangements for housing, I realized as I sang, “Teach me how to love the unlovable. Show me how to reach the I reachable. Help me now to do the impossible. Forgiveness,” that I am the most free that I have ever been in my life. It was then that I told my husband that praying that particular song had helped me to release anger that I had carried toward one person for more years than I can remember.
With everything that has been going on, all of the attacks of the devil that have been striking from every direction, my faith has not only never wavered, but has been revived and grown stronger throughout!
Praise God, for He is GOOD!

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Posted by on June 11, 2014 in Life in General


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One response to “Revival

  1. nopew

    June 12, 2014 at 1:01 pm

    I don’t accept that the story of Job is nothing more than a model. It is a blueprint for what will happen to many, many people. “Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him” (Job 13:15a KJV). I praise God for your witness to the peace of God that goes beyond the rational.


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