Today I went to visit an old Fran from college. Kim Morrisette is not just any old Fran. She’s the woman that God used to water and point toward the Son, the seeds that my mama had sewn into me, raising me in Christ Jesus, knowing Him as my Lord and savior. I was so broken, so sad and yet I was searching for something big and deep and real and although I was confused about many things, I knew that what I needed and wanted was only going to be satisfied by God. So Kim led me and a group of girls in our dorm, Greene Hall, through bible study. Our friendship deepened and she went on to disciple me and train me to do the same thing for other women on campus. She poured into me and facilitated further training with my roomie and me as we helped to lead a new, small campus ministry.
I didn’t get to spend a very long time with her– I teased her about living out in John’s barnyard (she lives quite a distance from me in a beautiful farmhouse “out in the sticks”) and that took a bit of our time away because good ole me left a little later than I intended and then I made it all the way to her street and got lost–but the time I was able to just be around her and meet her children and see her face and see what her life is like now, was so good. I missed Kim and I am so glad that during this season of my life, the Lord is making a way for us to connect again.
Within the past week I’ve been in close connection with people who have lost loved ones. Some have been traumatic and the other quiet but all have been hard and sad. I almost feel like times are very uncertain right now; you can’t know if the last time you see someone will be the last time. . . how much will change with people between now and the next time you see them, if you are so fortunate to see them again? So much fear and uncertainty. And although it’s reasonable for me to feel and think this way, it’s not the way of truth. It’s not Philippians 4:8-9 and it won’t draw me closer to my savior, it’ll just keep me questioning Him, and doubting Him.
I enjoyed spending time with Kim so much today because it was a reminder for me that there have been other times when I thought that God had left me, forgotten about me, wasn’t working on my behalf, didn’t have a plan for my life except to repeat what had been done in my family generations past or just plain old didn’t care. But Kim came to me at the most crucial time in my undergraduate career. I was on the brink of utter hopelessness and I needed to know that all that mama taught me about God was real and that there was more. As I look back to then and see what my life is now, in those times when I felt so shaky and uncovered, God, in fact, did have a plan and He was working it out for my good, even when I didn’t always sense it. Seeing Kim was such a sweet reminder of His grace. God is so good. In times of tragedy, pain, sorrow, loss and confusion it’s good to have a blessed assurance– that firm, sure, sweet reminder that He is in control, He knows what He’s doing, His word is still true, He is trustworthy, He’s got me and my whole world in the palm of His hands. I am safe there.
I’m sure that there is someone out there reading this who just needs a reminder that He is good and that He is a loving Father. Please, be of good service to yourself and think about your life–what it was, what it is, and what it could be. He’s there. And He’s been there the whole time. If your waters are smooth right now or if they are rough, this is a good time to know the God you serve and His characteristics. Do yourself a favor. Remind yourself of all that He’s done. And rest. Assured.
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This is why I love you Jenkins! You always have a word for me, without even knowing it. The hubby just suffered a lost in his family, my granny’s health is on the decline, and I find myself stressing about my everyday life struggles. But… a wonderful sister-friend just reminded me that I have “Blessed Assurance!!!” (imagine me singing this hymn in my best choir voice, with you playing the organ, lol)
Love ya bunches!
Tee–Please let Darren know that I’m sorry for his loss and that he and his family will be in my prayers.
I know what you mean. I feel like I’m living in Crazy Town over here and I don’t like it! So, I’m thanking God today for reminding me to reach into my mind and remember who He is and who He has always been to me. If I keep my mind on Him, I can rest. The stuff might still be tough but I can fight with the word and know that I have power, love and a sound mind, you know? Satan works on me by massaging my mind with so many crazy thoughts that seem legit but they are so dangerous!! Woooooo! But not today!! Pow Pow, Satan!! Take that!! :0) I’ll be calling out your name in my prayers today. Love you loads!! –pamela t.
p.s. and how about we switch and put you on the organ and me on vocals . . .i’m something of a whitney houston on the mic and you . . .well . . . yea . . . . :0) lol!!!