Most of us who know Jesus know this verse I think. We claim this verse. We hold on to this verse with both hands. We might simplify it a little too much sometimes….
But it is beautiful, and I love it. That promise is breathtaking.
So, when you get to see absolute beautiful good come directly from ugly bad, you have to take a moment and rejoice in it.
This is mom’s hand, just a few weeks ago. She fell, and in a beautiful gift from God didn’t break anything on the front of her face, which is the direction that she fell. So, that is the first thing that we celebrate.
However, there was a nasty break in her middle finger. Not a nice simple crack, but a spiral all the way down one of the bones. Requiring multiple pins to fix.
That required her to be unconscious, putting those pins in. And that is where this story gets beautiful, in my opinion.
You see, she needed an anesthesiologist for that, being unconscious.
And that anesthesiologist needed her.
I don’t suppose he needed Nina specifically. Anyone willing to be the hands and voice of Jesus could have filled that roll. But my mom was there, and willing, and able to hear him saying that he was hurt. She knew to let God lead her and to let God do the speaking when it was time. She knew to admit imperfections and stand for strengths and allow both love and discouragement to be allowed.
That young doctor knew Jesus, but he had been hurt by humans, and disappointed by the ones suppose to be strong and he needed someone to say that they understood. Mom understood, and was willing to remind him that humans fail, but Jesus doesn’t.
That young doctor let her pour the love of Jesus on him.
I just watched, and nearly cried.
Then he took fabulous care of her.
When we came home that evening she said that giving him the love and joy he needed at that moment was enough of a reason to break her finger.
I love my mom!
Please, join me in praying this verse over her.
Her literal feet may not be as strong as they use to be but those “high places of challenge and responsibility” are still there, as is her calling for HIS purpose.
Pray that reminder over her then, please my friends, grab ahold of it for yourself.
God places us in strange, hard, heavy places sometimes. I know that. I understand. I promise.
Please, take a moment to read these pretty picture verses again. “In All things”. “You alone Lord”. “planned in advance.” “Walk on my high places.”
Remember that He is there, walking with you. In ALL things.
Be blessed my friends.
