We were having our writers meeting and I
had been given a label from an item of clothing. The exercise was to write
something about it. Looking at the tag the word ‘indigo’ jumped out at me and
as I looked at the string attached to it I was struck by the colours. Red and
yellow and pink and green: the colours of the rainbow.
Life has been quite colourful lately.
Daughter’s departure to York to start Uni in September, I have to admit was met
with trepidation, but for all my concerns I feel blessed that she has good
people around her and is enjoying her course. Then in October we had Son’s trip
to hospital. That was a completely different colour, but to be honest it gave
us a glimpse of another side of life. It made us aware of how precious life is
and as individuals when vulnerable just how precious we each are to God. Let me
share;-
My son came home from work with toothache;
he described it as ‘being hit round the face with a shovel’ and said he was
going to bed which was very unusual for him. Dosed up with painkillers he
managed to eat and sleep that night. A visit to the dentist the next day
revealed a mystery, there was nothing untoward and they could not understand
why he was in so much pain. To cut a long story short by the next day son’s lip
looked as if he had a quadruple dose of botox: making his lip far from
attractive, look more like a beak! And by now his cheeks had become quite puffy.
The doctor checking his vitals said despite his appearance he seemed healthy.
It must be his teeth and because of health and safety regulations suggested we
revisit the dentist. I felt we were going round and round in circles! Four days
later Son was in so much pain the medication given seemed to have no effect and
I noticed his eyes had started to look quite bruised.
As I mother I felt his pain alongside my
own anguish as to what the problem was. All that was left was to continue to pray.
I felt my son was losing his faith. ‘Where is God? I can’t stand this pain
anymore!’ was his anguished cry. At this I felt my resolve rise up. ‘Enough is
enough! I am pulling Heaven down to Earth right now in the name of Jesus.’
Suddenly there was like a deadly hush, then
a stillness filled the room with what I can only describe as peace. Peace
descended upon us right there and I suddenly recalled the words ‘be still and
know that I am God.’ I looked at my son;
I could tell he felt it too. ‘The pain has gone’ he said. 'Praise God!' I
replied.
Downstairs listening to a CD and drinking
tea I suddenly heard a bit of a clatter. It was Son he was showered and dressed
and said God had spoken, he was not to be a defeatist. However, I still felt unsettled, something
told me this battle was not yet won and in the early hours of the morning I was
proved right. The pain was back with a vengeance and I was worried Son would
take too many painkillers, he had three hours to wait for his next dose which I
knew to him would seem like a life time so I said I would keep him company for
a while. It was then a funny thing happened, it seemed like only a few minutes
had passed when my son started pleading again but in actual fact three hours
had passed! Both of us were amazed!
After Son took the medication Hubby
felt an urgency to get him to the hospital. We expected a long wait due to the
Friday night revelers, but it proved not to be the case, yes, there was a long
wait but it was filled with the elderly, apparently they couldn’t get through on
the help desk! What is our country coming too?
Seven hours later much to our surprise Son
was admitted. I gave a sigh of relief and as Son settled in his bed he even said,
‘You can’t put a price on your health.’
I pondered on this as we drove home. I know
the enemy is out to rob and steal and to keep us away from God; obviously because
God wants the complete opposite for us, He wants us to have our best life; to
be happy and whole; to savour it and experience it with Him. I also believe He
turns all things around for the good if we will just trust Him.
So if
I have learnt one lesson from this experience it is that life is not always
predictable. It has also taught me something more about the character of our
Heavenly Father; although He is always faithful He is not predictable either. He
is life itself, like the different colours of the rainbow and the different
facets of a diamond there are many different facets to God. As we walk
through life He wants us to share and savour some of those many different
colours of life together, so that He can bring out the best in us, to make our
character more like His.
Why?
Because I believe it brings us closer.
Heaven can come to Earth. There is nothing like being in the Presence of God.
We
need it.
He
knows it.
One touch from Heaven is all it takes to change a life.
I felt my Spirit stir and say,
‘You paint a pretty picture!’
Yours Truly
Julie.
Other
inspirations can be read in ‘On Earth as it is in Heaven’ by Julie
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