Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Once Again



Once again...I am my father's Princess...oh, what joy to know that my father was now a Christian! My dreams and desires come true! Surely Psalm 37:4-5 had indeed come to pass.

Delight thyself also in the LORD; and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart. Commit thy way unto him; and he shall bring it to pass. Psalm 37:4-5



DELIGHT
...to be excited about the things of GOD...the promises...the mercies...the good work of faith!

I delight to do thy will, O my God: yea, thy law is within my heart. Psalm 40:8

In the multitude of my thoughts within me thy comforts delight my soul. Psalm 94:19


Thy testimonies are my delight and my counsellers. Psalm 119:24



DESIRES
...not pleasures...not greed...BUT HIS WILL.
My desire was His will..that all men might be saved and come to the knowledge of the truth!

Who will have all men to be saved, and to come unto the knowledge of the truth. I Timothy 2:4

Of course it is every persons choice! Not all men will be saved. How very heart wrenching. To know the truth is right in our midst and to reject it. What a sorrowful way to end life. I cannot even imagine the horror of knowing this ...after death.

Have you ever made a choice in life that you regret?...that you grieve over, even now, that you cannot change...at all! This is what life without Christ will be like in the end.

I am so thankful, as I write this post and Thanksgiving this week. Oh, to Praise my Saviour for his love towards me..towards man.

Set aside pride...and realize the GOD of all creation desires...to delight in YOU! He desires to bless you now and even give you life eternal! Look what he has done for so many...and my father.

As my father found victory from the sin that was destroying his life...I recall this verse in Psalms. Oh how the Psalms are filled with the delights of man towards God...and God toward man...read and see!

By this I know that thou favourest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me. Psalm 41:11

The enemy of sin.

Though in this life we do suffer the calamities of the flesh and our past life. We do still reap what we sow. This flesh still has it's scars. Grace from God enables us to go on in life. I believe a clear conscience (redeemed) can help one endure any trial of this flesh. But once this life is ended in Christ...all is gone and as Revelation 21

And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away. Revelation 21:4

And so..as my father attended church with us and began to grow in the knowledge of the LORD and his will; he also understood what sin cost.

He had lost his family many years ago...he lost another dear wife...and his health.

His health would be affected again. The cancer returned.

Yet, now, he knew the LORD and he had peace as never before.

He had to have a Laryngectomy. Surgery to remove his larynx. This took his voice away.

Prior to his surgery, he went into another room and called my step-mom. I don't know the extent of the conversation, but, I believe he witnessed to her. He did tell me afterwards...

"I told her...GOD took away my smokin'...and now he's taking away my cussin'! He said this with a smile."

He was acknowledging the fact...I believe...that GOD was worthy of Praise and not the words that he spoke too many times.

My father did well in his surgery and was given a handheld device to speak (roughly). He made himself signs to hold up in church!

AMEN! Hallelujah! Praise the LORD!

What excitement it brought to others, knowing his testimony and now this! Holding up signs in the midst of a message giving his Amen too! we laughed, we cried, we rejoiced!

A NEW CREATURE IN CHRIST...

The evidence is known...

And we know that the Son of God is come, and hath given us an understanding, that we may know him that is true, and we are in him that is true, even in his Son Jesus Christ. I John 5;20

Monday, November 17, 2008

God's Work

At this present time..today, Monday 2008...

I've returned from an evening of wonderful preaching. We are having our first Mission Conference this week. How timely for my story, as tonight was a reminder of what seems so impossible for man...is possible with God.

Souls...are the mission field.

As my last entry stated..my father came once again back into my life.

WHY? Surely, this was not just for a visit. God had plans!!

My father intended only to visit! However, God chose otherwise. The home my father had inquired about, rejected his application. He had no place to go.

The next few weeks were very trying. My father was sneaking his drink..and his smoking was nearly choking us!

"LORD...HELP!"

A lady in our church operated a mobile home park and offered him a furnished place.

We helped him settle in and then began times of "visitation"!!

Each visit was a continual witness of God's presence in our lives.

Not long after this he became very ill and ended up in the hospital. The doctor's told him if he ever picked up another cigarette he was a dead man. Needless to say...we cleaned out his trailer of any evidence that he ever smoked!

Unfortunately, this of course distressed his system and drove him to drinking even more. We worried about him. One day my children and I decided after school to go visit him and found him sitting in the doorway...drunk. My heart sank and we drove off. He didn't want to hear any more about God.

My children were now very aware of his condition, we spent much time in prayer as a family for my father.

One particular day, he drove up in my driveway and just sat there in his car. He was drunk. I began to witness to him about his condition and his need for the LORD. He got very arrogant. I asked him to leave. He refused and then got out of the car and sat on a bench by my front door. Now, the pity party started. "If you loved me...If you loved me."

The children viewing this from a window...went to the bedroom and knelt to pray. They knew, mom needed help! and from the LORD.

I was getting no where with my father and so I called to my children to get in our van and we drove off. That was one of the hardest moments for me. He looked so pitiful as we drove from our own home and left him there to wallow in his own pity.

He went home mad....but, he realized...this behaviour around my children, would not be tolerated.

Weeks went by without seeing my father. My husband spent many nights with him talking about the LORD. Little by little, my father began to respond. He came to church off and on... mainly for the children's sake. He did realize, he didn't want his grandchildren to see him a drunk. When he was sober, he was a very good, and loving grandfather.

(How perfect is God's timing!) He came out to a special meeting we were having at our church. He liked our Pastor. he liked our guest speaker...and little did we know, how much he admired my husband and the FAITH these MEN possessed!

(my father always viewed a church man as weak...WHO is really the weak...man?)

As he continued his struggle with drink...Our Pastor and guest speaker decided to pay him a visit. During this visit they shared verses in Scripture that my Father had never seen before....

I Corinthians 6:9

Know ye not that the unrighteous shall not inherit the kingdom of God? Be not deceived; neither fornicators, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, nor effeminate, nor abusers of themselves with mankind,
Nor thieves, nor covetous, NOR DRUNKARDS
, nor revilers, nor extortioners, shall inherit the kingdom of God.

...NO DRUNKARDS!! My father, realized this was HIM! His name was right there...

Then they read to him verse 11...

And such WERE SOME OF YOU: but ye are washed, but ye are sanctified, but ye are justified, in the name of our Lord Jesus, and by the Spirit of our God.

They expounded upon the scriptures and then left him to think about God's word.

That night after they left, my father humbled himself before the throne of Grace and submitted his unbelieving heart to the LORD OF GLORY. He confessed he was the sinner of I Corinthians 6 and that by faith in the shed blood of the LORD Jesus Christ, he wanted to be born again...washed from his sinful life. Not just drink, but lying, and all the sins that kept him from God. He wanted to be clean.

He called upon the name of the LORD.

This poor man cried, and the LORD heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles.
Psalm 34:6

Have mercy upon me, O God, according to thy lovingkindness: according unto the multitude of thy tender mercies blot out my transgressions.
Wash me throughly from mine iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin.
For I acknowledge my transgressions: and my sin is ever before me.
Against thee, thee only, have I sinned, and done this evil in thy sight: that thou mightest be justified when thou speakest, and be clear when thou judgest.
Psalm 51:1-4


He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings. He hath put a new song in my moth, even praise unto our God" and many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the LORD.
Psalm 40:2-3


My father came by one day shortly after this night to speak with my husband. He told him to keep me and the children away for a week. He was drying up!

When my husband shared this with me...oh, how I cried! I cried for him and the struggle it would be. But, I knew, in the LORD...he could do it! What joy we had this day!

When we finally got together and talked. He told us his testimony of the work of God all these years...and now, how for once...he saw REAL men, living what the believed! He saw men of true faith! He understood now, why we could loose a child and still praise God. He understood the depths of our desire to see him saved and why I had to drive off that day and leave him to himself. He knew...the BIBLE was true.

My father began to then come to church...faithfully. He also volunteered to help in our Christian day school where I taught and my children attended.

He became known as every one's......... GRANDPA.

and....he was my dad.

...no longer the atheist...he now was a born again, Bible believing...CHRISTIAN!

(this is not the end of the story!)

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Where are you?

It wasn't long after we settled into our new place of residence...that I received a heartbreaking telephone call.

My dad and step mom were getting a divorce! What?....it seemed my dad had it altogether? The bottle had taken over once again.

His own iniquities shall take the wicked himself, and he shall be holden with the cords of his own sins. Proverbs 5:22


My dear sweet step mom could take it no longer...and sadly, he understood.
How helpless he must have felt. He told me to always keep in touch with her and that she was the most wonderful woman in the world. He wanted us to remain "family".

And we have....she is now just as dear to me ... if not more.

My dad moved to the western U.S.

My husband eventually transferred back to his original job, before our moving to Switzerland. We were happyback at our home church where we basically, grew up in the LORD. Newlyweds, I, only saved a year and my husband three years...this ministry was our foundation of learning the precious precepts of the Word of God and the testimony of it's strength found in the King James Bible Version.

Without this sure foundation of confidence that built and nourished my faith...I don't think I would have survived the trial of Switzerland (Watering Wells of Hope).

Surely we are indebted to those Saints who encourage us and teach us the right way wherein we should walk...with the wonderful guide The Holy Bible... filled with the examples of those who followed Christ in the past. The book of Hebrews..the Christian Hall of Faith...and then there are the modern day Saints of today that we know. Ones who's walk of faith bear witness with ours...that we are the children of God.

My dad and I corresponded a few times and then...once again...he is gone. No word...no answers to mail...nothing.

"Dad, Where are you?"...
I'd pray and call this out...

"Lord, please once again help me find this poor lost soul, he needs you!"

A year or so went by...and my step mom contacted me saying she found out that my dad was living with my Uncle. (the Uncle who helped me find him in the beginning!) Only now he lived in the southern U.S. Maybe I can contact my dad again?

another..."Please forward" ...letter.

I did indeed. Sure enough my dad was there. He had a bout with cancer of the mouth and went through treatments while at his brother's home. He was now on his way up North. He wanted to go to a place for veterans who had no home.

"No HOME!"

My heart ached to hear such words from a man who...when I found him...had a lovely home and sweet wife. He coached a children's sport and was active in many areas of community service. Now this.

He had no hope...an Atheist...has nothing to trust in but himself.

My dad, was a very intelligent man, an officer in the military service, a man at one time who processed great leadership qualities.

What happened?

Know ye not, that to whom ye yield yourselves servants to obey, his servants ye are to whom ye obey...
Romans 6:16


My dad had chosen to be servant to sin. Drink..had consumed his life.

Because that, when they knew God, they glorified him not as God, neither were thankful: but became vain in their imaginations, and their foolish heart was darkened.
Romans 2:21


My dad in his heart knew God. He had written a poem once during his military service..about...GOD. (Was he really? an Atheist? or was this an excuse to live life they way he wanted)

Since he planned on moving up North...he said, he would stop by and visit for a few days.

When he arrived...he came in an old car with a box in the trunk. His sole possessions of life.

How my heart ached...while he hugged his little Princess.

Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.
Hebrews 11:1

Monday, November 10, 2008

Blessed Assurance

Upon returning from Switzerland...we had a few days visit with my dad and step mom on our journey to my husband's new job in another state. He could see by our lives that everything in spite of our trials overseas...was back to normal and we could laugh and enjoy life. Our prayers still faithfully said at each meal. No bitterness had set in...no sorrows carried on...but joy in the LORD, for his goodness and grace.

Did he ponder in his heart..why? I can't help but know he did.
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I thought about this song today "Blessed Assurance" and the words so touched me. This was exactly our story upon our return from a fiery trial of faith. That blessed assurance of God's care...perfect submission all is at rest. Watching and waiting, looking above..filled with his goodness,lost in his love.

Blessed Assurance

Blessed Assurance, Jesus is mine! O what a fore-taste of glory divine! Heir of salvation, purchase of God, Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.

This is my story..
this is my song, Praising my Savior all the day long; This is my story, this is my song. Praising my Savior all the day long.


Fanny Crosby 1820-1915


Dear Reader..is their a song in your heart today? Is there not a remembrance of God's goodness? Don't place your harps upon the willows! Sing once again the songs of Zion!

I still recall the blessed hymns I listened to while in Switzerland and leaning on God's strength. Those songs are so very precious to me now. Oh, how they bring me back to the time....of great need...and great comfort..found only in my Saviour.

Sweet Hour of Prayer

Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer, That calls me from a world of care
And bids me at my Father's throne, Make all my wants and wishes known
In seasons of distress and grief, My soul has often found relief
And oft escaped the tempters snare, By thy return sweet hour of prayer.

William W. Walford 1772-1850


These songs...

and indeed that precious time of prayer...would be very important in the days ahead.

Monday, November 3, 2008

Without Excuse

Romans chpt. 2 verse 19-21

Because that which may be known of God is manifest in them; for God hath shewed it unto them.

For the invisible things of him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even his eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without excuse:

Because that, when they knew God, they glorified him not as God, neither were thankful; but became vain in their imaginations, and their foolish heart was darkened.


The dictionary definition of an Atheist:

non-believer...free thinker...skeptic

denies the existence of a Divine being

refrains from commitment to any religious doctrine

impossible to know anything about GOD.


Through many visits with my dad after our initial meeting. I trusted the LORD to prove himself to this Atheist. My Dad.

Surely...in that first meeting; he had to know that this wasn't by chance: His daughter after twenty years finds him through a letter written with Please Forward all over the front and back! That he just happen to live close enough to visit. Had he or I lived overseas...what would the chances have been of getting together? The distance and the cost?

And...truly, he was thankful! Wasn't he? Tears at the mailbox!

God saw fit to give us time...and then an absence would come by God's design. If you have read or (please do) read my blog Watering Wells of Hope...God chose to send us overseas to Switzerland. It was during this time of great trial in our lives...my father was very much aware of though afar off. We corresponded by letter and phone calls. My father knew every detail of the great needs we encountered from time to time...and the answers to PRAYER.

I'd like to take this time to encourage you dear reader in God's perfect work and plan in our lives...lost or saved. I always picture our lives like the spokes on a wheel. We at the center and God's work going forth through the spokes..in all directions...yet...turning in the same direction..TO GOD.

For a lost person (one without Christ in their life) the spokes go out in different means by which to reach the poor lost soul. To show them His presence and work.

For the saved..believer..born again... the spokes are His work in you and through you....as you journey on closer in fellowship with your Saviour.


This is what God was doing in my father's life.

Giving him...a glimpse of hope...God's care revealed...hearts of other "Christians"... mercy and grace in time of great need.

A testimony of HIS EXISTENCE!!!