It is a
terrible thing to be deserted by your mom, wouldn’t you agree? If you have
never been deserted, then it is difficult to share someone’s loneliness and the
separation of that person who longs to know what their Mama looks like, where
she abides, and if she is dead or alive. I never experienced bitterness toward
Mama, but I did go through that time of my life of “Where are you and why didn’t
you want to keep up with your five girls?”
I asked my husband, “What kind of mother would
leave her young? Even animals for the most part don’t do that!” I needed to
find her, to learn more about this woman. Was she gifted in the arts, could she
paint, sew,.... did she like to stay up late or get up early? Did she like pink
lipstick or red? What was her favorite flower? Where was she born and when was
her birthday? It dawned on me, “I don’t know Mama’s birthday!” I went to my Dad and he wasn’t sure. I had to
find out. It was important to me.
Ge
49:22-25 ¶ Joseph is a fruitful
bough, even a fruitful bough by a well; whose branches run over
the wall: The archers have sorely grieved him, and shot at him, and
hated him: But his bow abode in strength, and the arms of his hands were made
strong by the hands of the mighty God of Jacob; (from thence is
the shepherd, the stone of Israel: Even by the God of thy father, who
shall help thee; and by the Almighty, who shall bless thee with blessings of
heaven above, blessings of the deep that lieth under, blessings of the breasts,
and of the womb:
These words declared by Joseph’s dad, Jacob, spoke to me and for
a short while I went on a supernatural journey with Joseph. How many times had
I read this passage, but today would take me to the pit with Joseph. Be ready,
friend, to identify with God’s example and learn what He NEEDS FOR YOU TO LEARN
by His Words of Truth. Don’t deny yourself of His truth today for it could be
the gas needed to get started on a supernatural journey with God in control.
Eventually,
I learned that Mama turned 16 in April and gave birth to me the next month.
Wow, 16 years old! A rough long road for her was ahead. I began to feel her
world and found myself in her despair. Eleven months later, Vickie was born.
Mama, what are you doing? She was trapped as she gave birth to three more
children, three more beautiful girls. At 21 and five children later, she
leaves. Why?
When
Sheri told me of her burden to take the gospel to the women of the street I
became really fearful. Emotions of a different flavor flooded me. I became in
my mind the little girl who held her sister all night waiting for Mama to come
home. But….she never did. I went to the pit, again, with Joseph and sat down with no
hope. It was a dark journey, a supernatural journey for which I had
no control.
God’s
Word is living, true and offers life to the dead. They don’t know that they are
dead for their life is a life of selfishness and self-pleasure, a false life
and one that ends in eternal judgment meant for the devil and his angels,
UNLESS someone is given entrance to their heart, the center of all emotion.
There must be a way to their heart and the only one who holds that key is Jesus
Christ.
Jesus waited
for her at the well.
Joh
4:7 There
cometh a woman of Samaria to draw water: Jesus saith unto her, Give me to drink.
He went to the
place where she would go.
The
Jews hated the Samaritans, yet Jesus waited on her, a Samaritan. He knew what
she was but He held truth because He was truth. Think about that.
I had
an address but knew nothing of the area in another state. My little girls
thought they were just going with their Mom to another town. I needed more
pieces to my puzzle. I was young and
loved the Lord, but I longed to find Mama. No one understood that determination
in me to find her. I began my supernatural
journey. God led me all the way. I kept thinking, “When I find her, if
she is still alive, I will tell her about Jesus and everything will be
alright.”
I drove
and drove and drove. It was becoming dark and I prayed for God to lead me to
the right place. I don’t remember how or who it was that I met that led me to a
dirt road that matched the address I held in my hand. My supernatural journey steered
me to her little wooden house.
When God
sanctions a journey, He drives!
Nothing
had changed in over 20 years. She was just older but still very beautiful. I
had stepped into her world but God’s protection surrounded me, supernaturally.
I will not deny my fear and anxiety but I was determined to leave her with the
hope that Jesus Christ still saves and she was no exception. She was
appreciative but refused to see that she could change. What a stronghold Satan
had on her life.
Who is
the person God needs for you to carry the Gospel? Will it take you from your
comfort zone? Will people judge you? Is it worth the embarrassment of the
journey, a supernatural journey? Twenty more years would pass before God
would send me on the next supernatural journey. Don’t wait, dear friend. Hell
is not worth it. Heaven awaits the believer. Make sure your loved ones know how
to get there…..by the simple supernatural power of a God who so loved the World
that He gave His Only Begotten Son!
Until
next time, Lord willing.
Sharon
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