Good morning my friends, I pray your day has started off on a good note and that it is filled with only good things...I have to say my heart was filled with sadness to see that Baby Angel Babcock had been taken from life support, as we prayed so hard for her to make it through the storm, but then on the other hand my heart was filled with joy that she would not live a lifetime separated from her dad, mom and two siblings. I know that there was joy as she passed through the gates and was placed gently into the arms of her family. Their family unit is once again complete and although it will be so very difficult for both of the earthly families to try and make sense out of this great loss, I pray that they have peace, calm and comfort wash over them and that their faith will allow them the knowledge that His will has been done and one day they shall meet again. RIP Babcock family.
In prayer this morning I sat outside in the cold wind and was comforted as the sun came from behind the clouds. It is funny that it can be bone chilling cold and then all of a sudden the sunshine on your skin can take that chill away and provide such warmth. I liken this to good and bad...when we are clinging to our father in heaven and Jesus Christ, when we are walking the righteous path there is warmth in our hearts and when we let go of the rod, when we turn away from what we know is right there is "chill" in our hearts...many times the sun is going to slink behind the clouds, what matters is do we have faith to know that the sun is still up there waiting for its chance to pop out and warm us anew or do we easily forget and allow the "chill" to take over and we begin to shiver? There will be days when the sun seems to be lost in the clouds, these are the days that we must hold fast to our faith and revel in the knowledge that the sun is still there and in that moment when we think we might freeze to death, it breaks through and warms us once again. Never give up hope and keep looking for the "SON" I thanked God for his love and his never ending patience with me, I asked for blessings for all who weathered the storms over the weekend that they might be touched in a compassionate and caring way today, that they might feel the love of those who are lifting prayer for them. I asked God to bless each of you with peace, calm, comfort, and an abundance of joy this day. Father I come to you for these blessings in the name of Jesus Christ. Amen.
I came across this little story this morning and found that in reading it, my heart was filled with joy. I think you will enjoy it as well. Sometimes it seems our journey is only on crooked, curvy, hazardous roads.....
Writing Straight With Crooked Lines
It was a terrible day to be on the roads. Snow had been falling all day long making them slick and hazardous. I would have much rather been in my warm, little home than driving along on such a windy and Wintry day. I didn’t have a choice though. I had to have my paper work turned in that day if I wanted to be paid for the work I had done that month, so it was a trip to the office for me and my son.
The wind cut into me as I walked out of the office and got back into my car for the 15 mile trip back home. The snow continued to fall as we drove along and I slowed the car down even more. I glanced over at my son in his heavy coat and orange toboggan as he looked peacefully out the window. In the eyes of the world he was looked upon as mentally handicapped. Over the years, however, I had begun to see him through the eyes of Heaven. What I saw was a beautiful, kind and compassionate soul with a ready laugh and a contagious joy. He had shown me more over the years about living and loving than I could have ever learned on my own.
I slowed the car to a crawl as we approached a sharp curb. As we rounded it I saw a shivering, young woman in a light jacket hitchhiking in the blinding, snow storm. I pulled over and let her in. She was headed to her Mom’s house to visit her son whom she hadn’t seen in months. As I drove carefully along she told me of her life. She had already been dealt a string of disappointments and tragedies that would have broken a lesser spirit. Yet, she still held out hope of a new job and a chance of building a life for her son and herself. After all she had been through she wasn’t about to let a Winter storm keep her from seeing the child she loved.
I took her as far as I was able and dropped her off at a place where I was sure she could catch a ride to take her the rest of the way. She thanked me for the lift and I told her I wished I could have done more to help. Then as I was about to pull away I saw my sweet son take off his orange toboggan, roll down the window, and give it to her. She put it on, smiled, and waved to us as we pulled out on the road. I waved back and said a prayer to God to watch over her and be with her always.
As we drove away I realized that God had once again written straight with crooked lines. He had used a necessary trip to get me out on the road when I would have rather been home. He had used a bad snow to slow me down enough to spot that shivering woman. He had used her story of overcoming so much to strengthen my own faith. And He had used my mentally handicapped but spiritually wise son to both touch her life and to show me again how we are supposed to give, to live, and to love in this life.
In this world we face so many adversities, challenges, problems, and tragedies. Sometimes it seems like our entire lives are a trip down a crooked, curvy, and hazardous road. Yet, God in His eternal love and infinite knowledge takes that crooked roadway and uses it to lead us straight back to love, to take us straight back to wisdom, and to guide us straight on to Heaven.
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