Wonderful, Glorious God, I woke up this morning and
immediately glanced at my prayer board. Underneath the puffy cloud shaped “John
3:16,” I noticed my biological dad’s
name. I smiled as I contemplated another reason to praise Your name.
As You know, it’s been
just under two years since You first reunited me with the man I called “Dad” as a child. I am still amazed at how
rapidly and effortlessly we connected after not having spoken one word to each
other for 23 years. I am convinced that it was You Who orchestrated that
treasured moment.
One day, a thought popped into my head. “Your dad is probably
on Facebook.” All I had to do was type his name on the computer screen before I
found myself staring at my estranged biological dad’s picture online. The ease
of finding him after all the failed attempts throughout the years is mind
boggling.
In that very moment, I reached out to him. Over the computer,
I wrote a few lines at best. He immediately responded. Soon, we were on the
phone chit chatting and making up lost time. I was amazed to hear that he had
experienced a heart attack just a few months prior. I wonder, “Was I sent to
proclaim the Gospel to him?” What perfect timing!
Like all the others You had led me to before, my biological dad
did not know You. Perhaps that is why You seemed to waste no time in displaying
Your power and might.
I remember one particular
moment well. It arose from a light banter email. I had inquired about the
weather conditions in my dad’s home state.
I asked, “How are you doing? Any snow?” As usual, he replied with a
quipping remark, “Snow? Right now, it’s
88 degrees and sunshine. The coldest we
have had is two days under freezing around 5 AM
in the morning. I think the last time we
had any measurable snow was last year, so we are good for another 29
years.”
I laughed at his sarcasm. Then I thought, “What if I prayed
for snow? Surely, then he’d believe in You.”
So, I prayed, “Loving Father and loyal friend, my dad doesn’t seem to
know You. Could You please make it snow in his hometown? I do not pray this for
my glory, but so that he may come to know You as I have. Through Jesus, I pray.
Amen.”
A few days later, I received another email from my biological
dad which said, “Well, I guess that He is making His presence known in a way
that can't be ignored. The forecast was
for a light dusting of snow, but as you can see in the pictures, it’s not that
light. Haven't seen something like this
in Texas in the last 20 years, and from what I understand from the weather
reports, we are due for more of the same next week. I realize that I am stubborn about some
things, but I don't believe He needed to go to this extreme to make His
presence known in my life. In view of what
has happened over the last few months, the many changes, our connection, and
the uncertain future, I can believe that I cannot do anything alone anymore.”
I began to cry as my soul immediately responded to his
yielding heart. In fact, I fell to my knees, bowed in humble adoration, and
began to weep. You are a mighty Father! What a glorious God I serve!
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