My Father’s Love

…and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace. Isaiah 9:6

It was going to be one of those difficult nights of feeling so alone. I had a heavy heart because of a difficult situation I was facing.

I was crying to the Lord and telling him all I wanted was a hug. The kind of hug that only a father can give that makes you feel secure, loved and that everything is going to be OK.

His Plans for Me

For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end. Jeremiah 29:11

It was a horrible car wreck that should have cost me my life. My friends and I had been drinking and we were now in the car heading home. But we were being followed.

In the frenzy of my friend’s pleas for the driver to speed up, I began to panic.

I quickly sobered up and began to ask God for help because I somehow knew we were going to crash.

My Wonderful Counselor

Without counsel purposes are disappointed: but in the multitude of counsellors they are established. Proverbs 15:22

I stood there dumbfounded. I had just been served with a lawsuit based on false accusations.

Thanks to a phone call the week before, I already knew it was coming and I thought I was prepared for it. But it still caught me off guard and literally took my breath away.

My heart was breaking into a million pieces and I felt the life drain from my entire body. What was I going to do now?

Healing is Here

The Healer is Here

Beloved, I wish above all things that thou mayest prosper and be in health, even as thy soul prospereth. III John 1:2

When we read and study God’s Word about healing, we immediately think of physical healing. But there is another aspect of our wellness that is just as important to God and that is our emotional health.

A precious woman of God once told me of how she was instantly healed from all her emotional wounds and scars. Since God is no respecter of persons (Romans 2:11), I began seeking Him for instant emotional healing that I desperately wanted and needed. 

Praying for the Prodigal

For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found. Luke 15:24

Note: The following narrative was written with my son’s consent.

I sat there in the prayer room unable to exhale for fear of an anxiety attack. It was an emergency phone call from my oldest adult son and it was about to change the way I prayed for him.

My son knew I was in a church service, so for him to be calling meant it had to be urgent. Urgent was an understatement. This was a matter of life and death. Literally. My beloved firstborn son was calling to tell me goodbye, that he loved me and that he was sorry for the choices he made.