Wednesday, September 24, 2008
One evening after the children were put to bed; my step mother prepared a wonderful cinnamon tea. Each cup held the aroma of a pleasant sweetness.
During this evenings tea...I gave my father and his wife my testimony of salvation. An added blessing for me in being able to share my testimony was to have the very one who led me to the LORD right beside me...my husband.
The opportunity to witness has got to be one of the greatest joys in a Christian's life. To recount that glorious day when one has trusted Christ as their personal Saviour. The beginning of a new life! That fulfilling moment of a clear conscience!
A favorite hymn of mine:
Redeemed how I love to proclaim it
Redeemed by the blood of the lamb
Redeemed through his infinite mercies
His child and forever...I am..
Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb!
Redeemed and so happy in Jesus
No language my rapture can tell..
I know that the light of his presence
With me doth continually dwell..
and so with my witness...came not only the joy of telling of the mercies of GOD, but the joy of speaking...in person...to my earthly father...about my Heavenly Father.
For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.
For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved.
My father and his wife were very kind in listening, expressing their happiness for my life.
His wife had grown up in church and had sang in the choir in her youth.
My dad....he was an atheist.
...a recovering alcoholic, he had been sober for a year.
It was quite alarming for me to find out my father was an atheist.
my happy world had been shattered.
I felt I had lost him again...in my heart.... where I held the treasure of his presence and that dream of..."My Earthly Father".....and his receptive heart intertwined in mine with my "Heavenly Father".
A man of his own means...he was proud of himself having taken on the challenges of his life. He was strong now and of course happy with his new found family.
When I went to bed each night of our visit; I prayed that the light of God's presence would shine in us and my father could not deny GOD any longer!
I thanked the LORD for the continuing days we had in our visit and each door of utterance that opened, revealing GOD in our lives. We requested prayer at each meal. The children sang Sunday School songs...compelling his wife to sing along familiar songs from her youth.
These moments lifted the burden of my heart...reminding me...GOD is in our midst always. His work continues as we wait patiently...trusting in his good work.
This book of the law shall not depart out of thy mouth; but thou shalt meditate therein day and night, that thou mayest observe to do according to all that is written therein: for then thou shalt make thy way prosperous and then thou shalt have good success.
Have not I commanded thee? Be strong and of a good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed: for the LORD thy God is with thee whithersover thou goest.
So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it.