Saturday, January 10, 2009

A Testimony of Peace

It's a snowy day in Pennsylvania...and actually, it's been snowing ALL day.   Severe weather conditions sent my daughter home early from work, and has kept us from making any plans for the entire day.  The severe warning is supposed to be over at 1 a.m.

This time of year always takes me back to about 6 years ago.  It was a time in my life when I was facing a giant, and when God delivered me.

I'm originally from Ohio, where it is mostly flat.  I moved to the beautiful state of Pennsylvania when I married Dan.  Only 120 miles from home, it is amazing the difference in the land-mostly flat in Ohio, and lots of hills in Pennsylvania.

Somehow as the years began to pass after my move here, the winters started scaring me.  For the first several years I lived here, I literally ended up in a ditch every other winter.  It sounds a little comical, but when fear grips your heart, it's a tormenting reality that you suffer with every time the snowflakes start to fall.  When I would wake up in the morning, dread would overcome me if it was snowing.  It was harder and harder for me to want to leave my house.  It was becoming paralyzing to me.  And being the newcomer amongst the lifetime locals, they couldn't really comprehend how my heart would sink because this type of winter weather was the norm to them.

About 6 years ago, we had an evangelist come thru our city and preach at our church.  Brother Smart will always be a fond memory to me.  A unique man that was 95% blind, but saw things in the Spirit better than most of us will ever see.  

Near the end of the church service, the congregation had gathered around the front of the church, and many were praying and getting prayed for(James 5:14  Is any sick among you? let him call for the elders of the church; and let them pray over him, anointing him with oil in the name of the Lord).  I had asked for prayer for something in my life, and Brother Smart said he sensed that I was troubled by fear.  I knew that the Lord had spoken to him about me-a visiting preacher that could not see my face, even if I had worn the expression of fear.  Maybe the Lord chose him to increase my faith. 

That night I received prayer, and God delivered me from that horrible, tormenting fear that had gripped me so strongly, and was growing stronger every year.

I'm thankful to know the Deliverer-once again, God has shown His grace to me!

It is several years later, and I can say that I am still delivered.  :)


Faye said...

Thank you for that beautiful testimony! God is more than able to deliver us from any situation we face.