I Call It Divine Intervention

IMG_0274In preparation for work tonight, I decided to make myself a pizza. Lately, I’ve been cooking my favorites instead of eating out; it’s saves money and it’s healthier. Today I prepped my pizza, put it in the oven and sat down to enjoy a cup of coffee as it baked. About five minutes later I heard my front door open.

I looked at the clock and it was a little past three in the evening. I knew it was my son entering our home, but I didn’t know why he was at home instead of working. When I asked he said they didn’t need him until later. Now it was about 3:15 at this point and he was needed back at work at 3:45.

Just as he finished talking our smoke alarm sounded. As my son fanned the alarm to quiet it, I removed my pizza from the oven; I was sure it was burning.  As it turns out, I’d neglected to remove the cardboard backing from the dough before cooking. My son noticed as soon as I pulled the pizza from the oven.

After my son left for work, I thought about the series of events. Had he not come home even though he only had fifteen minutes, I wouldn’t have realized the cardboard was in the oven. I’m sure it would have eventually caught a fire and I would have panicked.

Some may call it coincidence, I call it Divine intervention. I believe God used this incident to show me He is faithful at all times. You see, I had just finished praying about a situation that seems unending. A situation I’ve been praying about for over thirty years. God spoke and let me know He is here with me in the midst of this trial.

I share this story because perhaps you need encouragement today. I want you to know, God see and He hears. It may seem as though He doesn’t hear but remember, sometimes He works in silence.

As always, I hope my thoughts encourage you.

Ciao!

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No Do Overs!

IMG_0274In life there are no do-overs. I’m sure every person on this earth wishes at one time or another to change something from the past. We all have painful and/or disappointing memories. Well, to that I say we must move on.

I’ve found myself more times than I can count ruminating on something I’ve done or said that I wish I could take back. I finally learned rehashing those times was only hurting me. I’m a firm believer in filling our mind and spirit with as much positivity as possible and mulling over things we can’t change does no good.

It’s one thing to learn from our past mistakes, it’s another to beat ourselves up. So for this year and years to come, lets make a promise to ourselves to leave the past exactly where it is. Let us look to the future with the excitement and expectation of a child. Have you ever noticed the look in a child’s eyes when experiencing something new? Their eyes radiate with joy. As adults we can learn from them.

The time is now and so lets “seize the moment” and only look back when we need a reminder not to make the same mistake twice. We have today. Lets be present and live for now.

As always, I hope my thoughts encourage you.

Ciao!

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Amazing things happen when men of God pray.

Men praying

I’m blessed to have a small circle of men in my life I call friends. Each of them is special to me; some I’ve known my entire life, a couple I’ve known for more than 20 years. Theses guys are special because they are men of God and they know how to get a prayer through. I call them my heavy artillery. I call on them when my back is against the wall and I need some serious backup. Now, I also have strong women of God in my life as well but I believe something amazing happens when men of God pray.

Okay don’t get me wrong, I believe women can also war in the Spirit. My mother was one of the greatest prayer warriors who ever walked the face of the earth. I just think we as women can learn something from men who pray. I’ve found when I call on my guy friends, they listen quietly to my concern and only when I’m finished do they ask questions. They don’t interject or cut me off with what’s going on with them or their family. The focus is on my need only.

Sometimes we as women listen but we tie ourselves into the equation. As I said my mother had the gift of prayer. I can remember whenever someone would call her, she would listen and then, she’d pray. Not once did the situation become about her. How many times have you called a girl friend for prayer and end up interceding for them. As I said earlier, I feel we as women can learn something from men who pray. They know how to listen with their mouths closed and their ears open and then they go to war.

I’m doing a devotional on prayer and in it, I’m looking at different people’s prayers in the Bible. Today I was reading one of David’s and it dawned on me, he really knew how to pray. I thought about the Apostle Paul and his prayers and of course the prayers of Jesus. I’m learning to pray as these great men of God did. This blog is not to say women can’t get a prayer through, it’s to acknowledge a special group of gentlemen in my life.

There are those that say men and women can’t be just friends, well I beg to differ. I wouldn’t take anything for my guy friends. They teach me so many valuable lessons.  Above all they teach me that amazing things happen when men of God pray.

Ciao!

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“Mercy Said No!”

Daybreak by Michael

When my son was about five years old, we were involved in what could have been a fatal car accident had it not been for faith in God and the power of prayer. I was taking my son to school one morning and became distracted. I did the one thing a driver should never do, I took my eyes off the road. Although I glanced away for a brief period, when I looked up, I was headed into oncoming traffic and I panicked.

I can remember screaming out my son’s name again and again as I over corrected the car time and again. (Later he would ask me why I kept calling his name and I explained it was because I didn’t want to hurt him.)  I could hear the tires screeching as I swerved into the lane for oncoming traffic and then fought to keep the car from running into a ditch on my side of the road. I struggled for several seconds to control my car and when I realized, I couldn’t, I cried out, “Jesus help us!”

Before I go on, allow me to paint a picture of the area my son and I were in. We were on route 30, a two-lane road in King William County, Virginia. Because of the saw mills and pulp mills in that area, route 30 is heavily traveled by semi-trucks carrying cut timber. As my car veered from one lane to the other, by the grace of God, not a truck or car approached us, nor was there a car or truck behind us. It was as if we were the only vehicle on the road at that time.

After I cried out “Jesus help us,” I literally felt the power of God wrench the steering wheel from my hands. At this point the front end of my car was headed for a ditch and some woods behind the ditch. Instead of my car continuing in that direction, it turned 180 degrees and came to an abrupt stop. When I looked up, I was on the shoulder of the road parked directly between to roadside signs. My son was still in his car seat, unharmed. Men from a nearby auto repair shop came running to aid us, followed by a State Police Officer who responded to our accident.

I sat in my seat and cried and praised God. The officer marveled at how my car sat between those two sign posts, which by the way were still standing. He kept repeating, “Ma’am, I don’t know how you did this.” My response was, “you don’t understand, it wasn’t me, it was God.” I give Him all praise and glory for saving the lives of my son and me that day. By all appearances, we were on our way to a sure death, but in the words of CeCe Winans, “Mercy Said No!”

Perhaps you are dealing with a life or death situation. Maybe your circumstances aren’t life or death but are challenging your very faith. Remember what God did for me and my son early that morning and know He is more than able and willing to deliver you too. Be blessed!

Ciao!

Savannah J.  providing a place of tranquility away from the stress of life. 

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