Silent Words

Yesterday was the third time I made some short videos to transfer to youtube.  As with the other times, I couldn’t get them to upload. But this time, the camera on my tablet quit working, my phone started acting up, and I got locked out of my email account for unusual usage from opening a few devices simultaneously.

Late last night, as I was searching for answers to fix my mess, the Lord told me to shut everything down and go to bed. So I gave it all to Him. “Lord, you can do all things,” I reminded Him. “If you want this stuff to work, then you will have to fix it!”

The first thing this morning I checked my e-mail. I was still locked out. I wanted to know if all the interference was opposition, redirection, or just a matter of timing, so I went out to the garage where I could be alone.

After I worshiped, prayed, took authority over the plans of the enemy, made agreement with God’s promises in the Word and with His personal promises to me, I still didn’t have any answers. So I called a friend to pray with me about my situation.

While we were praying, God changed the course of our prayers and gave both of us insight about some specific situations in each other’s lives. A simple prayer need, opened the door to a beautiful time of iron sharpens iron fellowship and revelation.

After our call, I checked my email again. It was working!

The way everything came togther this morning, reminded me that obstacles can quickly turn into opportunities. It also reminded me of how God sometimes directs us through His silence. Not hearing an answer from the Lord, led me to the place where He gave insight and answers, not just for me, but for two of His daughters.

A while back, I prayed with a friend who was seeking God’s guidance as to whether she should marry her boyfriend. Although she prayed, fasted, and sought wise counsel, Heaven stayed silent concerning her relationship. When the Lord finally did answer her, it became apparent that she hadn’t heard anything before because it hadn’t been time.

When God doesn’t answer our questions, it’s easy to think that He is withholding from us, but the truth is, that instead of withholding, He is holding our answers until the timing and circumstances come together for us and others to receive His greatest blessings.

So next time when the only answer you hear from the Lord is no answer. Don’t get discouarged. He just might be speaking through silence to lead you to an unexpected blessing.

May the Lord abundantly bless you!

Jeannie

 

 

Walking

Laura and I worked together. I liked her from the moment I met her. She was dedicated, determined, and cared deeply for the residents living in the facility where we were employed. She was also punctual, which says a lot because she didn’t have a car.

During one of our brief opportunities to chat, I invited Laura to a Bible study I was teaching in my home. Since she worked many double shifts, she didn’t think she would be able to come. But God made a way for her to attend.

During discussion time, Laura let loose. I don’t remember what the topic was, but once she started “sharing” our night took a turn. (Some leaders might have seen it as a turn for the worse, but God knew it was a turn for the best.)

As Laura exploded in expletives, my sweet friends just listened with their hearts. Interlaced in a sea of (f) words was a story of abuse, loss, and pain. No one chastised Laura for being inappropriate, they just loved her, listened, asked questions, and prayed.

After the other women went home, Laura sat down at the table while I cleaned up. I could tell she was thinking. After a bit, she said, “I know you care about me.”

“Yes, Laura, we all love you,” I responded.

“Nobody judged me,” she stated, as she looked me straight in the eye. “Nobody said anything about my cussing.”

That night, Laura and I visited for a while. We talked about God’s unconditional love. We talked about healing, forgiveness, and freedom. We talked about a lot of things. Then I drove her home.

After that night, Laura began to regularly attend our weekly meetings. Since she worked most Sundays, she rarely attended church, but it was obvious that she loved Jesus. In the midst of her daily challenges, Laura would silently pray for people, trust God (even in the hard times), and continually give God credit for anything good in her life.

Laura’s death was a shock to everyone. The last day of Laura’s life seemed like every other day. She had set out walking to work, but this time instead of arriving at the retirement apartments, she entered Heaven’s glory. While she was on her way to work, she suffered a severe asthma attack, passed out, and hit her head. She died instantly from brain trauma. Sweet Laura with a heart of gold is now walking on streets of gold.

Whenever I think about Laura, I think about God’s grace and the brevity and uncertainty of life. We never know while on our way to our daily destinations when we will be rerouted to our final destination.

The night Laura opened up her heart and shared her pain, all of us present had a deeper glimpse into God’s heart and His unconditional love for all mankind—reminding us that there is nothing that we could ever do or say to earn or negate His love for us.

Father God is not shocked, nor repulsed by “colorful” language—or “colorful” stories. He is always there with a listening ear and an open heart—just loving us.

Jesus was always walking beside Laura, but Laura didn’t recognize Him until seven years ago when she took hold of His hand and accepted Him as her Savior. The day Laura took her last walk on this earth she went from seeing Him in part, and just holding His hand, to seeing Him face to face in all His glory!

May you be abundantly blessed!

Jeannie

Corinthians 13:12 “Now we see things imperfectly, like puzzling reflections in a mirror, but then we will see everything with perfect clarity. All that I know now is partial and incomplete, but then I will know everything completely, just as God now knows me completely” (NLT).