So after growing up in church my whole life hardly ever missing a Sunday, not out of religious tradition I just loved being in the presence of my Jesus..my sophomore year of highschool they stopped having sunday school which totally messed up my sunday ritual..i stopped going..and then it just became a habit to not get my butt out of bed on Sunday mornings for now a good four years..now I have continued to grow and flourish in my Christian walk over the years and have stayed involved in church throughout the week but there truly is something beautiful about giving the Lord your Sunday which really is a totally different blog in itself..
Anyways, this past Sunday I had prayed Saturday night Lord if you want me there in the morning URGE me out of bed..which is a prayer I have prayed often and have learned that there are many times He just wants me to choose to get up rather than Him beg me..but this Sunday was different as my alarm was going off and I continued hitting snooze I had a dream that a friend of mine had run into my room and was trying to “urge” me out of bed and even in the dream I knew I wasn’t going to get up but then as I got a text message that interrupted my dreaming it was from a friend that I had mind you..invited to go with me that morning..asking if I was there yet..it was 930..church starts @ 10:15 and I live 20 minutes away..I flew out of bed and made it there just on time..because I wasn’t going to invite someone to church and then not be there when they were..
Sitting in service the Pastor and his wife kept talking up this testimony that they were about to share..well I always love hearing testimonies but I don’t even think my heart was ready to hear what was spoken..they eventually got to it and called Brother Gary to the stage..let me preface this with he had no clue what was about to take place..they asked him “Gary do you remember that letter you wrote about 3 1/2 years ago to that girl who was contemplating abortion trying to persuade her not to abort her baby?” he humbly nodded his head yes..”Can you bring baby Sydney to the stage please..Gary this is Sydney she’s 3 now, this is the child you fought for”…WOW !!!! For any of you that know me my heart bleeds for this..and I WEPT..and wept and wept it was beautiful..the Little girl went on to saying the Lords Prayer in the microphone..I wish I could say that was it but there is more..
Later on in the service they began talking of the pastor that is going to be preaching this upcoming weekend and how he had an amazing testimony..I’m only going to share part of the testimony..while this pastor was still in the womb he was a triplet..his mom for some reason began having a toxic poison running through her bloodstream, the doctor informed her she needed to terminate her pregnancy, so she did his sisters died..he LIVED!!!!!..once again about abortion..and GOD rescuing a precious soul from the hand of death! I wept AGAIN!
So then..( i know what you’re thinking how could there be more..trust me I was too)…Pastor Rod came up to speak a man of many words who really had nothing to say after witnessing these two testimonies..he said “I just want you to know that in Revelation 19 it discusses how in the end times the very testimonies that are spoken out will become as prophecies themselves and we will begin seeing the same things happening again” he went on to say i want ya’ll to know these things will be seen again..I wept again! I pray the Lord allows me to fight for another childs life and actually see victory this time!
I was just in awe that the Lord loved me enough to share those things with my heart, to urge my lazy butt out of my bed just so he could encourage my heart and confirm my calling!! I haven’t even gotton into what he did at the gas station that afternoon but I’ll leave that for another post!!
Thank you Father for loving me and leading me beside the still waters even in the rainy seasons:)
You are my hero.
