If you have been reading my articles for any length of time you probably remember that back in 1991 it seemed as if my life had blown up in my face. I use the word Ďseemedí because I totally lost my understanding of God for more than three and one half years because of what transpired. We (my husband and I) were embezzled out of an incredible amount of money when we sold the 82 acre farm which we held as an investment. The funds from the sale of that farm were absolutely crucial. They were going to be used to eliminate the large mortgage that we owed on a third property which we had intended to turn into a shelter for abused women. By the time all the dust settled, we were left with exactly 36 cents to our name. This could not have happened at a worse moment in our lives because at that time we had two sons in university and our youngest son was about to enter Bible College.
Prior to that point in my life I had a direct line to heaven. Suddenly it seemed as if the phone had become disconnected and the line had gone dead. I could not hear from God. He seemed to be totally silent. What I didnít realize until after those three and one half pitiful years was that He was speaking loud and clear but not in the way I expected or was accustomed to. My focus was on what I had lost instead of on what the Lord was providing because He completely and totally met our needs, each and every one, on a day to day basis. Just as the Lord had sent the prophet Elijah to the Brook Cherith and sustained him there, He had a little brook prepared for me but I barely noticed because it was just a slow, steady trickle instead of a torrent like Niagara Falls. I did not have a weekís worth of shopping or a monthís supply of groceries in my fridge, but God did send those ravens each and every day just as He did for Elijah.
Iím shocked now when I think back to that time that I did not see the hand of God supernaturally intervening again and again. I guess it was because I had always been very self-sufficient and accustomed to making truckloads of money. So, instead of focusing on Godís miraculous provisions, I became so discombobulated that I could barely function. So much for my Ďmassive faithí! Since my husband was also a workaholic, the trauma of losing 25 years worth of blood, sweat and tears and having absolutely nothing to show for it caused him to start having heart attacks and his health deteriorated dramatically. His faith was in me rather than in God so when I began to live in a constant state of anxiety his world crumbled.
That life changing event and the years that followed taught me some incredible lessons and changed my life so dramatically that I intend to write a new book about the entire experience and the thousands of miracles that God enacted for us. There were literally thousands because God had to intervene MANY times a day because we had come to the end of ourselves and our own efforts. I know that story will help and encourage many people and give them hope to believe God in the midst of their own disastrous situations.
Sixteen years later, and now much older, something just as earthshaking happened again. But, THIS time I am not only older, I am MUCH WISER so I immediately ran to get a word from God and just happened to open my bible at 2 Chronicles chapter 20 where the Lord told King Jehoshaphat to stand still and see the salvation of the Lord. Then as Jehoshaphat stood and began to sing and praise the Lord, God intervened on his behalf. You really need to read this incredible story of Godís faithfulness.
Since our current catastrophe is too big for us to handle I know that I will just have to Ďstandí and believe that God will work it all out. So this morning I reminded my husband that when Paul and Silas were beaten and then thrown into that horrible dungeon, forced to sit in their own filth with their feet shackled, that they did not murmor or complain or panic but they started to sing praises to their God and suddenly an earthquake shook the prison so hard that the doors were thrust open and their chains fell off and the Lord delivered them supernaturally. (Acts 16) I then spent the morning singing and worshipping God instead of falling apart.
Later in the day I pondered some ideas and topics for this monthís article. I had actually wrestled for an entire week on what to write. I was having some difficulty until just after supper when I sat at the computer and began typing this story to this very spot right here.... and thatís when I received my confirmation from heaven. My friend Lena called from Dominica and said that God had prompted her to call and prophecy over me. Under a tremendous anointing she said that the Lord told her that I was in a fierce battle. I had been cast into the fiery furnace and the heat was being turned higher and hotter but that if I do (donít miss this...) what Paul and Silas did and sing praises to our God that He would release Warring Angels to deliver me. Then she continued (donít miss this either) that I should just Ďstand still and see the salvation of the Lordí as Jehoshaphat did because God was going to fight on my behalf.
Then, she told me to get a flag and wave it as I sang. It would be a symbol that I already have the victory. Then (it just gets better) she said that the Lord specifically wanted me to read Psalm 27. When I turned to that psalm I saw a notation in the margin that said, Ďsee FLAG article #40 March 2002í.
Thatís three separate, prophetic confirmations of Godís intended intervention. Howís THAT for a direct line to heaven?
Many of you are in the fight of your lives and itís taking everything within you to maintain your faith in God but this article is YOUR answer from heaven and the Lord is saying to you, "Trust in me. I will see you through this problem. Donít let the devil steal your joy. Sing songs of praise! Rejoice! Then watch and see what marvelous things I will do for you!"
The perfect ending to this article is a quote from Jeremy Taylor ... "It is impossible for that man to despair who remembers that his Helper is omnipotent."