What plan are you choosing?
Twenty- seven years ago, I received a call that my mom had died. I will never forget it. You know how people try to offer helpful suggestions? Some have told me not to keep track of the details that occurred that day, but I’ve learned that it’s a heartache you never forget.
Thankfully, a lot has changed since that day. For one, I’m sitting here with my grandson on my lap as I write this. I also have a guest bedroom filled with pink things because I have a granddaughter that loves girly things — and otherwise. Here I am, a few months older than the age my mom was when she passed away, getting to play Barbies with my granddaughter. Beautiful blessings that I couldn’t even fathom when I looked at my future that sad day. Rightfully so, I just couldn’t get beyond the hurt that I was feeling.
Looking back at some of the things I’ve written about my mom over the years (some I’ve shared and some I haven’t), I see quite the change. I’ve experienced forgiveness and healing. Although both took years, I’m thankful for it.
The most important lesson that I learned during the healing process is that I need Jesus in my life. I’m telling you now that I wouldn’t have made it through those days — or the days after — without my faith. Perhaps you doubt and think I’m leaning on something that’s not even real. I just wish you would give Him a try. What if you are missing out on something — or someone, who could make all the difference in your life?
All I know is that Jesus showed up when no one else did. Don’t get me wrong, my husband. close family and friends tried. However, Jesus was the only one who truly understood what I was feeling and what I needed. He jumpstarted my heart and gave me hope for a better tomorrow. He promises (in His Word) to always be with us and to never leave us. (Deuteronomy 31:6 – Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the LORD your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.” ) That’s a promise I hold in my heart.
I believe with all of my heart that Jesus is more real than the pup that’s sitting across from me right now. He cares so deeply about our pain. — pain that sometimes doesn’t seem fair. If you know His story, then you know why He can relate. If you haven’t met Him, you can begin by whispering, “Jesus, I want to know you. I need you in my life.”
Then watch His beautiful plan unfold. I’m not sharing this because I read about it in some book. I experienced it.