img_53372553042282

God doesn’t make mistakes. He puts us where we are to be.

They say there are no mistakes, for everything there is a purpose. Makes you think. Enjoy! We’ll never know where our paths will take us! This is really beautiful… God is not sleeping.

Consumed by my loss, I didn’t notice the hardness of the pew where I sat. I was at the funeral of my dearest friend-my mother. She finally had lost her long battle with cancer. The hurt was so intense; I found it hard to breathe at times. Always supportive, Mother clapped loudest at my school plays, held a box of tissues while listening to my first heartbreak, comforted me at my father’s death, encouraged me in college, and prayed for me my entire life.

When mother’s illness was diagnosed, my sister had a new baby and my brother had recently married his childhood sweetheart, so it fell on me, the 27-year-old middle child without entanglements, to take care of her. I counted it an honor. ‘What now, Lord?’ I asked, sitting in church.

My life stretched out before me as an empty abyss. My brother sat stoically with his face toward the cross while clutching his wife’s hand. My sister sat slumped against her husband’s shoulder, his arms around her as she cradled their child. All so deeply grieving, no one noticed I sat alone.

My place had been with our mother, preparing her meals, helping her walk, taking her to the doctor, seeing to her medication, reading the Bible together. Now she was with the Lord. My work was finished, and I was alone. I heard a door open and slam shut at the back of the church. Quick footsteps hurried along the carpeted floor.

An exasperated young man looked around briefly and then sat next to me. He folded his hands and placed the map on his lap. His eyes were brimming with tears. He began to sniffle. ‘I’m late,’ he explained, though no explanation was necessary.

After several eulogies, he leaned over and commented, ‘Why do they keep calling Mary by the name of’ Margaret?”

“Because that was her name, Margaret. Never Mary, no one ever one called her ‘Mary,” I whispered. I wondered why this person couldn’t have sat on the other side of the church. He interrupted my grieving with his tears and fidgeting. Who was this stranger anyway?

‘No, that isn’t correct,’ he insisted, as several people glanced over at us whispering, ‘Her name is Mary, Mary Peters.’

‘That isn’t who this is.’

‘Isn’t this the Lutheran church?’

‘No, the Lutheran church is across the street.’

‘Oh.’

‘I believe you’re at the wrong funeral, Sir.’

The solemness of the occasion mixed with the realization of the man’s mistake bubbled up inside me and came out as laughter. I cupped my hands over my face, hoping it would be interpreted as sobs.

The creaking pew gave me away. Sharp looks from other mourners only made the situation seem more hilarious.

I peeked at the bewildered, misguided man seated beside me. He was laughing, too, as he glanced around, deciding it was too late for an uneventful exit. I imagined Mother laughing.

At the final ‘Amen,’ we darted out a door and into the parking lot. ‘I do believe we’ll be the talk of the town,’ he smiled. He said his name was Rick and since he had missed his aunt’s funeral, asked me out for a cup of coffee.

That afternoon began a lifelong journey for me with this man who attended the wrong funeral, but was in the right place. A year after our meeting, we were married at a country church where he was the assistant pastor. This time we both arrived at the same church, right on time.

In my time of sorrow, God gave me laughter. In place of loneliness, God gave me love. This past June, we celebrated our twenty-second wedding anniversary. Whenever anyone asks us how we met, Rick tells them, ‘Her mother and my Aunt Mary introduced us, and it’s truly a match made in heaven.’

Yes, I do Love God. He is my source of existence and Savior. He keeps me functioning each and everyday. Without Him, I would be nothing. Without him, I am nothing, but with Him I can do all things, through Christ that strengthens me. (Phil. 4:13)

With thanks to Cristina Subke

=>> 30 Day Prayer Challenge <<=

=>> There Is Power in Prayer! Your Prayers Have the Power to Profoundly Impact Your Destiny. <<=

Prayer is the most powerful weapon against trials. The most effective medicine against sickness. And the most valuable gift to someone you love. Through prayer, you can conquer all things.

Jumpstart your prayer life today with this empowering, uplifting and inspiring 30 Day Prayer Challenge. Act Now Beloved Saint! Don’t let the enemy cheat you out of your divine destiny! Invest in yourself today, and begin to unlock your destiny through these powerful prayers!

Don’t underestimate the power of prayer! People are testifying of financial breakthroughs, business breakthroughs, job promotions, marital breakthroughs, academic breakthroughs, healing and so much more, after taking the 30 Day Prayer Challenge!

~ Act Now Beloved Saint, Tomorrow Is Promised to Man! Take the Challenge Today & Begin to Unlock Your Destiny Today! Tomorrow May Be Too Late! ~

1 Thessalonians 5:17-18: “Pray without ceasing, in everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.

156 total views, 2 views today

Be Sociable, Share!

Leave a Reply

Incoming Searches:
  • Tags
  • Recent Posts
  • Popular Posts
  • Comments
Advertise Here
Advertise Here

Subscribe to Deliverance by Fire via Email

Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Join 3,486 other subscribers

Warfare Prayer Books

Kindle Warfare Prayer Books

Archives


widget

Make a Donation

Follow me on Twitter

Warfare Prayer Books


Follow this Blog via Email

Enter your email address to subscribe and receive notifications of the latest posts straight in your mailbox: