SIGNS
When I was a little girl I was scared of thunderstorms. My Mama would sit on the porch with me and we would watch the clouds to see what shapes they would make. In doing this my Mama was trying to make me forget my fear of the passing storm.
When we lost our little granddaughter Emilie we were all devastated. On the day of the funeral, my son Jason walked out the ridge from our house. He prayed to God to help him through the coming days. He asked God to show him a way he could help his wife because he did not know how to. Walking back to the house Jason looked up at the sky and there was one cloud he kept watching. What started out as a small cloud turned into Jesus......as he kept watching Jason saw Amie, Emilie's twin, sitting on Jesus' s knee, then he saw Emilie climb up beside Amie to sit on Jesus' knee with her.
Jesus is always there to help us through the passing storms no matter how hard they may be, we have only to look to Him.
Psalms 68 verse 34 says: Ascribe ye strength unto God: his excellancy is over Israel, and his strength is in the clouds.
Lois
November 14,2005
CLOUDS
As I was sitting outside today I was looking up at the clouds and was
seeing the bright white beautiful ones along with the grey ones painted
against the even brighter blue sky, it was really pretty to see. I was
also praying about my nerve block again tomorrow that it would work this
time and not just the 2 days the previous one did. The Lord brought to
my mind how I should see my infirmities like I do the clouds. I should
see beyond the grey and focus on the whole picture. Look for the clear
and bright blue even when it looks dusky and grey to my natural eyes.
I must admit it can be challenging but knowing what the Lord said I will
take this on. I share this with all of you in hope it gives you some
hope in what you're going through.
Ruth Ann
June 22, 2004
"Blessed are they who mourn,
for they
shall be comforted."
MATHEW 5:4 KJV
When Leroy died it sure pulled the rug out
from under me. But the members of this group were always there. I had always puzzled, at what the verse "Blessed are they who mourn,for they shall be blessed" meant. I know now. When we are at our lowest point, something always happens to lift us up. I am going to give you a little example but a huge thing for me.
I have a friend Dee, that lives down the street from me. She had
never been to my house or me to hers, but when Leroy died she told me to call her any time and she would come over. Well I am not going to do that. But one day I was in a terrible shape. I walked around my house crying and begging the Lord for help. I said "Oh Lord. I wish Dee would come, I don't know where to turn. I wish I could call her". A few minutes later my door bell rang. Guess who was standing there? Yes it was Dee!
She had come to get a phone number. I can not begin to tell you what I felt at that moment, but I know the Lord sent her. That was the only time she has ever been here, but what a miracle it was. I have told this several times and it always leaves me in complete AWE.
God does answer prayers.
Phyllis
July 4, 2004
MY WHITE BALLOON
When I was 4 yrs old, I got separated from my parents at the Texas State Fair. A man took me to the lost and found and gave me a white balloon. He assured me that I was safe and it was my parents that were lost and they would be found and brought to me. The white balloon, comforted me, and I forgot about being scared. And sure enough my parents were found.
On January 22, 2004 I had been trying to put this website together, and was getting very frustrated. I walked out to my front yard, looking up at the dark cloudy sky, and thinking about how lost I felt. And thinking that I was way over my head, not even knowing html. And that maybe this is not what I am supposed to be doing. Suddenly across the street from me, I saw this white balloon sailing in the wind toward the orchards. I just knew that balloon would pop in the bare trees. The wind suddenly changed directions and the white balloon came floating to my feet. I picked it up, and thanked the Lord, for I knew I was not lost. I came back inside and went back to work with all smiles while looking at the white balloon floating over my computer.
Today it is July 4, 2004. I am looking at that same white balloon as I type this, no longer does it float but it is still intact, sitting next to my computer. I am not lost...
V. Lahey
July 4, 2004
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