In The Shadows of Life
She sat alone, the room was quiet
Her head bowed to the floor.
The tears flowed down her thinned, parched cheeks
Her heart – broken and sore.
The son she birthed into the world
A source of strength upon her husband’s death.
Now lay lifeless in her arms
“Mama”, he said, with his last breath.
Regret and remorse filled her mind
Thoughts of a life filled with shame.
Why would God take her child
If she was the one to blame?
No comfort from the Man of God
Could ease the road she faced.
For time cannot heal the hurt
Just God’s amazing grace.
Yet in the sovereign will of God
The lad returned to live
For all his days would be for God
And all of his heart to give.
Too often as this poor, young widow
We struggle with life’s crushing blows.
Yet in the shadows of our life
Our Savior sees and knows.
Remember when it seems that no one cares
And all your friends are gone.
We have a Father Who hears our prayers
So come boldly unto His Throne.
---written by Tim Weems
As the night begin to fall, a 13 year-old young girl was asked to give the baby a bath. Since the weather was cold on the outside, the bathroom furnace had been lit. The young teen, still wearing her dress and petticoat, begin to prepare the water and the infant for the bath. While stooping over, with her back to the furnace, the dress had unknowingly caught aflame. In a brief few seconds, the young girl was engulfed in flames. With smoke and fire filling the room, the 13 year-old child began to scream. Horror filled the home as her father rushed to her aid. Quickly, he threw her to the floor. Then immediately picked her up in his arms and ran for the car. Both parents were in sheer panic as their child's flesh was burned to the bone.
For the next nine months, the young teenager lay in a hospital bed flat on her stomache. She was severely burned from her shoulders to her knees on the backside of her body. The doctors and nurses had never seen such burns in their career. In their view, there was nothing more they could do to help her. It would take a miracle for her to survive.
During those long nine months, a couple of preachers faithfully came by to visit with the family. The mother, at her wit's end, asked the two men if they would annoint her child with oil and pray for her healing. Upon agreeing, those preachers came to the hospital bed with oil to pray. Along with those two Men of God, the parents trusted God to hear their prayer and answer it by faith.
A few weeks later, to the amazement of the doctors, the young child left the hospital with her mom and dad. Due to the severity of her deep tissue burns, she was told that she would never bear children. Nevertheless, God had performed a miracle.
Six years later, she joined a young man in marriage. The next year, contrary to what the doctors predicted, she was with child. Then in January of 1965 she gave birth to her newborn son. Two years later she had a little girl.
That 13 year-old young girl was my mother. One of those preachers that annointed her with oil was Bro. Leroy Wright, pastor for many years of Bible Baptist Church in Pascagoula, Ms., who has now gone Home to be with the Lord. What a great heritage God has given me.
I never fully knew this story until my adult years. Yet, I believe the Lord has a perfect plan for each and every life. May the Lord be glorified and exalted in all that has been done Through The Fire.
I Peter 5:5,6 - ".....Yea, all of you be subject one to another, and be clothed with humility: for God resisteth the proud, and giveth grace to the humble. Humble yourselves therefore under the mighty hand of God, that he may exalt you in due time."
The one characteristic that is missing among many pastors and others in the ministry is humility. The word "meek" and "meekness" has slowly disappeared from our language. Sadly, many people identify meekness with weakness. Yet, the Lord encouraged us to live a meek and lowly life.
The misunderstanding is thinking "lowly" in regards to self-esteem. One who is meek and lowly has great self-esteem and doesn't need a pat on the back or a boisterous voice to prove it. A virtuous person serves and lives knowing it pleases God and not needing validation from mankind.
My prayer is to surrender to live in such a manner.