I was talking to my sister-in-law yesterday and had shared with her how sad I thought it was that there were so many non-believers and how could anyone not believe in a higher power. Actually, I was telling her about someone I am very close too and that I hoped somehow God would just touch this person in such a way that he would know that my God, our God, was real.
Though I can't say my walk with the Lord has been as consistent as it should be....the thing I have always found comfort in is knowing that He was there when I needed him. I am guilty of turning to Him in times of need, trouble, sorrow, etc....and need to be better at praising Him. What I can say from experience....is that through Jesus....God answeres prayers and takes away troubles.
Something my sister-in-law pointed out to me was that without a foundation to stand upon, we somehow miss what we might have needed to grow in the Lord. Perhaps this person never got that. Not her exact words.....but you get the jist of it.
When I was in high school, I lived with a foster family who lived and breathed Jesus Christ every single day of their lives....not just on Sunday. This was the first time I had ever experienced such a way and did not know then how it would later impact me as an adult. I give thanks to Jesus for allowing me to be a part of this family and for giving me this foundation.
With this all being said....today I lift up my foster Dad to you Jesus. You know that he has recently received a diagnosis that only you, Lord, can heal. I stand with his family and friends....believing that you will touch him and heal him, so that he may continue to serve you and lead others to you through his ministry.
