Thursday, March 24, 2011

Hoping verses Real . . . well what do you think?


Okay so I like a sweet sister named: Beth Moore and was reading one of her blogs, "For Real" and here is a quote that made me think, then pen in my own words something that made journaling very real to me.

"Then I thought about a specific season through which I went from hoping He was real to knowing He was real. Don’t get me wrong. I am still challenged to faith in many other matters and always will be, because “faith is the reality of what is hoped for, the proof of what is not seen” and “without faith it is impossible to please God.” (Hebrews 11:1,6) But I seldom sit around and wonder if God exists and still speaks and still acts. Like you, I still see as in a mirror darkly and I wonder why some things happen the way they do and how it will all work out and what some things in Scripture really mean. But “I know the One I have believed in.” (2 Timothy 1:12)" Beth Moore

My thoughts finally written down, after sharing this as a piece of my life and the answers to prayer many times! Thank You sweet sister Beth just for provoking one of my sweet memory reel and once again write down why I KNOW He is REAL and ALWAYS will be.






Oh my where do I begin?


Maybe right at the small 5 ROOM House kitchen table. It was when I was just a fairly young bride to a young youth minister of the gospel. Right during my devotions and the sweet pantry was bear. I had hoped it wasn’t wrong for me to be very honest with him. So as I was talking with him that I had a few potatoes, flour a few eggs and milk and other “basics” with nothing in our freezer. I could attempt to stretch for the rest of the month and Thanksgiving just a few short days away. We were not able to go “Home” to Colorado or Illinois where either of our families lived. So after spending time alone with Him; I had written in my journal that ONLY He and I communicated for A.C.T.S. prayers. I had asked with in that time if he would just find a way to provide a way for “a Cornish hen” and I could make that stretch for Thanksgiving and through out the rest of the month to make ends meet. I believed he could provide a means.
Well Mid afternoon, I received a knock on the door. It was a young construction working~single mom, who asked if she could come in because the led her there and she needed to talk to me. I was excited to have her over, since she was fairly new to our church. She cut to the chase and said that the Lord had brought her here on purpose. I smiled. She said that she couldn't stay long but that she had gone to a “sisters’ home” earlier that afternoon but the sister had her family surprise her with an unexpected visit. That is when the Lord ‘spoke’ to her to drive until he revealed where to go. She obeyed and drove to our place when he said for her, “turn here”. She had never known we lived here; so it made her smile when I opened the door. She proceeded to tell me that she had something in the trunk of her car that she needed help with. We walked out to her car. Upon her opening the trunk there were roughly six brown paper sacks and a mid sized cardboard box. She motioned that if I would grab the bags for her she would bring the box to the table. When we were finished unloading the sacks on the table she said, “Ana-Maria, I know this is unusual and we just recently met. I don’t mean anything but to pass this on to you. I had picked these items up and the Lord directed me here. I hope you don’t mind if I help you unpack the sacks.” To my amazement it was groceries. I began to weep. Then she said I have this box for you also. Upon opening it she revealed frozen meats; beef, pork and poultry. Then she said, “Not many people know what this is but . . .” . . . It was my answer to the prayer request I had just penned that very morning. Not one but TWO CORNISH HENS!!!! TWO! I balled like a baby. I had told her, “Tess, I have something to show you.” I quickly ran to my room and grabbed my prayer journal. I didn’t just read it but I showed it to her. Then she smiled the hugest grin and a small tear fell from her face. I knew right then ONLY ABBA FATHER GOD knew my request of my heart that morning. It wasn’t a “feeling”, or anything subjective during our prayer time that morning. It was my Faith and it was about Tess’ New found Faith. I KNEW he would provide the means some how. Like an odd job or something. But little did I know that he would BLESS TWO HOMES with the specifics of a prayer request and an obedient heart and a one hundred fold out pouring. All my request that morning was for A CORNISH HEN. He provided roughly six sacks AND a box full of frozen meats. But the very last thing revealed was the two Cornish hens! Those two sweet birds – One that was our Thanksgiving bird and the other a reminder to stretch it out for the rest of the month. Only Daddy! I KNEW he could supply a means and I KNOW He is REAL!

I will NEVER forget what that afternoon did for both Tess and my Faith that November day, for we encountered the realness of God. Our Jehovah Jirah!

1 comment:

blessedmomto8 said...

What an AWESOME story of God's faithfullness! PTL!! I too remember struggling much when it was just Brooke and I and MANY people helped us out along the way through HIM!