Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pain. Show all posts

Apr 23, 2012

Psalm 46 God is our refuge and strength, A very present help in trouble!

God Had a Plan for My Life!



Psalm 46:1-2 “God is our refuge and strength, A very present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear, Even though the earth be removed, And though
the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea; (NKJV).”

For much of my life, I believed in God but I had no faith. Therefore, I allowed life's painful trials to overwhelm me. Since, I didn’t know to turn to God during the most terrifying moments of my life, I carried the weight of confusion, guilt and pain from these events around with me for years. Then, in October 2008, God put an end to my pain and suffering. http://dlouyoung.blogspot.com/p/my-personal-testimony.html 
Now when I feel sadness from life's trials and tribulations, I simply cry out for God to rescue me, wipe away my tears and hold me close!

Perhaps my father’s fall from God’s grace occurred long before my parents met. I am not sure how many years he had been drinking alcohol, but the problem became severe by the time I was six-years-old.
 One day, at around age six, my biological father fell from the roof of our home.  He had been drinking alcohol earlier that day and was supposed to be watching my older sister and me. As siblings often do, my sister and I were playing in the backyard of our fairly new home. My parents had purchased a badminton set and set the net up on our new lawn. My sister and I were young and not very experienced. We found ourselves mistakenly hitting all of the birdies onto the aluminum awning attached to the roof of the backside of our home. I specifically remember this awning. It had aluminum legs and long unsecured long white slats that layered across the top. It covered a large cement slab that we called our patio. When it rained, the water would pour off the slanted roof of our home onto the awning. I used to love trying to catch the water in my small hands as it flowed from the sides of this structure.
When my sister and I realized we had hit all of the birdies onto the awning, we called to my father for help.  In an attempt to retrieve the birdies, my father climbed up on the roof. But as he reached across, he lost his balance and fell from the roof to the patio below.
My mother was at work at the time of the fall. I called her immediately! She told me not to call an ambulance. She said, “We can’t afford it!” She told me to go get our neighbor and ask for help. I told my sister what our mother had said and she ran to our neighbor to request help. I remained by my father’s side. There was blood everywhere. Feelings of powerlessness and fear paralyzed me. I couldn’t move.
Within a moment’s time, our neighbor ran up to where I was sitting. He quickly wrapped my father’s head with a towel, then, drove my father to the emergency room of the local hospital. My sister and I remained home while my mother rushed to my father’s side.
From the hospital, my mother called around our neighborhood to find a babysitter. In a state of shock, I shut down emotionally. I don’t know how long it took before the babysitter arrived, but she brought with her several of her friends. The teenagers were rowdy and loud. They began partying in front of my sister and me.
My sister disappeared into her room and I sat alone on the couch clutching the phone and waiting for my mother to call. I felt angry at the teenagers’ failure to show compassion. They seemed completely indifferent to our feelings. 
Later that night, after hours of surgery, my mother called home to inform my sister and me that my father had survived the fall. I felt a sense of relief and innocently thought, “My father is okay, and he’s coming home.” But, sadly my father would return to the home only to continue to drink chronically. Eventually, my mother had had enough. She filed for divorce.
          A few years later, another man entered our lives. Strong in his Christian faith, sober and devoted, he manifested a personal character of godly humility. He would later lead my mother into a true relationship with Christ and plant a seed in my heart.
          These days, I trust that God has a plan for my life. I am certain that He did not leave me fatherless as a child. I believe now, that God was by my side, comforting me through the darkest nights.  He provided a godly father, who knew scripture and many times tried to lead me into a relationship with His Son, Jesus Christ.  
          In fact, even while writing this chapter, God confirmed His love for me through a music video I had never seen before. Amazed, I sit here now, watching a little girl sing a song that moves me to tears. The little girl in the video is about my age around the same time I last saw my father as a child. Uncontrollably, I cry as she mouths the words, “My love, I’ve never left your side. I have seen you through the darkest nights and I’m the one who’s loved you all your life, all of your life." 
          Thank you God for your Amazing Love. I only wish I had returned your love sooner!



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Nov 10, 2011

Money? I almost let being broke get me down.

Today, for some odd reason, I began to ponder how low my bank account was! It was months ago that I turned down unemployment benefits to show forgiveness to my past employer. http://dlouyoung.blogspot.com/p/unemployed-mother-turns-down-needed-to.htmlhttp://dlouyoung.blogspot.com/p/unemployed-mother-turns-down-needed-to.html Yet, until today, I hadn't felt so broke. However, it didn't take long before the Lord corrected my wandering thoughts.

First, as God would have it, I drove passed a homeless family of four. Seeing the children sitting on the sidewalk next to their father who was holding a sign that said, "Need Help," reminded me of the scripture I had read earlier. I was to have humble faith. So, I promised myself that if this family was still in front of McDonald's when I return to our town, I would stop and offer them a bible and prayer.

Next, I went to pick up my computer. The young man who fixed the computer, loaded several extras, even a DVD burner, just because. And, he only charged me $20.00. Wow!

Then, on the way home, I saw the same family. So, I stopped and offered them the bibles. We started talking for awhile. I discovered that the youngest was celebrating his birthday tomorrow. He was born on Sept 11. When I asked his name, he said, "It's Phil, but I go by Joseph." I told him the story of Mary, Jesus and Joseph.

After, I learned that his older brother's birthday was the following day. I wanted desperately to offer the parents a few dollars to buy birthday presents. But, I had no money to offer. I felt comfortable sharing my story of hope, so I leaned in and started to recall the events that led me to surrender to God. While I spoke with the mother directly, I noticed that her two children had invited my son to play with their Lego's. Her two boys even offered son a present. A heaviness began to spread across my chest. I could barely stand the pressure. If only, I had a few dollars to offer them.

Later, my husband returned home. He was home for the weekend. When he walked through the door, we exchanged a warm greeting. Then he extended his hand. He said, "Pick one." In his hand were two lottery tickets. I smiled and said, "Oh honey, I don't gamble any more." But he insisted, "Please, I bought this one for you!" I watched as he scratched his ticket. Nothing! ,

Next, it was my turn. I began to scratch my "winning numbers,"  the numbers you need to match "your numbers" to. When I was finished, I scratched my first number. WINNER! I looked across the counter where my husband stood. We met eyes, and we both smiled. I scratched the next number, WINNER! And, the next, WINNER! The entire card was filled with winning numbers. I won $18.00, enough to buy a cake, frosting, a card and still have a few dollars for a gift. I said, "Our God is AMAZING! I can't wait to offer a cake and gift to these boys on their birthday." We immediately raced off to the local grocery store and bought the ingredients. I had completely forgotten about my money problems!

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Oct 22, 2011

God's Word-The Perfect Gift for Christmas

  John 1:1-5 "In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was in the beginning with God. All things were made through Him, and without Him nothing was made that was made. In Him was life, and the life was the light of men. And the light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it." (NKJV)


A BIBLE FOR CHRISTMAS

One day, I stared at the bible on my lap, my favorite book. I reflected back on how many times over the past three years, God's Word had brought me Comfort, Joy, Peace and Love. I am certain now, that my life changed because I read God's Word everyday.
I went into my bedroom and erased my prayer board completely. I wrote only one request. “The lost, suffering, in pain and sorrow-Please comfort Your children with a bible: Your Word in their hands!” I resolved to pray this prayer on my knees until Christmas. I wondered about who would receive a bible as a gift for Christmas this year.
God's Holy Light
Then I went and sat at my computer and began to play a song over the internet. Soon, I was lost in a moment of worshiping the Lord. Suddenly, I felt those familiar goose bumps overwhelm me. I said to the Holy Spirit, "There You are!" Unexpectedly, a beam of light streamed through the window and hit my face. Had God already heard my heart?
Then, just before Christmas, while in church one Sunday, I took a short break from the Pastor’s sermon to stretch my legs. I still wanted to hear the rest of the Pastor’s sermon, so I stood at the rear of the church. For a moment, I gazed into the display case against the wall. Something shiny white as winter's snow, glistened and caught my eye. It was brand new bible. I couldn’t wait to call my husband and tell him about the bible I had seen. “It’s white, my favorite color,” I said. He said, “Buy it! I’ll put the money in your bank account tonight!” I bought the bible, brought it home and carefully placed it under our Christmas tree.
On Christmas morning, I opened that beautiful pure white scriptural gift and something wonderful happened. I felt my heart leap with joy! I realized that earlier in the year, I had resolved to pray on my knees for God to comfort His children with a Bible. I asked God to place His Word, my favorite book, in the hands of those who needed Him the most. Now, I realized, God had included me in my prayers. 

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Oct 21, 2011

God is refining us!

Determined to finish working on liquidating our belongings, I resolved to spend the day at our storage unit. When I arrived, I put the CD 'Revelation' by Third Day, in my car's compact disc player. Then, I grabbed the first box.

The first thing I pulled out were some of LeeRoy's old check stubs. I set those aside to shred later and reached in again. The next item I pulled out, was a copied CD that read, "Sleep." I sat back on heels and stared at the disc. My throat began to close and my eyes welled with tears. Could my husband have been trying to sleep without the prescribed medication that caused him to hurt me on that terrible night? I wondered, "When did he get this CD? How come I never knew he was trying alternative methods of resting peacefully?" Could he have tried this for me?

Then, I reached into the box again. This time, I pulled out a key chain. I read the key chain. It said, "Just For Today." Then, I turned it over and read the other side. It said,"NA Welcome." I remembered that two and a half years ago, I gave my husband an ultimatum. I demanded, "Go to an NA (Narcotics Anonymous) meeting, or I am filing for divorce."  Unbelievably, he went!

I started to think about how much easier it might have been to just divorce me back then. Instead, my husband began attending church and sought help from a 12-Step program. He even began to attend counseling. At one point, it seemed that all he did was attend meetings and church. What an incredible change from the man who gave me the silent treatment when I would approach the issue of addiction or speak about God. I tried to take the moment in. And, praised God for my husband's willingness to change.

As God would have it, in that very moment, the song, "Mountain of God" began to play. At first, I found myself singing along. I dug further in the box, not really thinking about the words that came from my mouth. But, when the artist sang,  

"Sometimes I think of where it is I've come from
And the things I've left behind
But of all I've had, what I possessed
Nothing can quite compare
With what's in front of me."

I began to sob! I just sat there, my hands raised and covering my face. I thought about how far my husband and I had come in our walk with Christ and in our marriage.  I uncovered my eyes and looked up! In that moment, everything we possessed just looked like "stuff."

When I gained my composure, I called my husband. I said, "I love you." He quickly responded, "I love you too!" I shared with him what just happened. The moment turned into another treasured memory. I think we both realized now, that it's the connection we feel to each other and the fact Christ dwells in us both, that brings us joy. All the rest, really is just, "STUFF."

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Sep 27, 2011

Jesus Bring the Rain!

The Young's  Family Photo 2002
Our 8th wedding anniversary will fall on November 15, four days after the official book launch on Veteran's Day 2011 for Apologies From a Repentant Christian. I can hardly absorb all of the work God has done in our family since the night of October 20, 2008. Just three short years ago, I met with an attorney with the intentions of filing for divorce. Since then, each member of our family has individually accepted Jesus Christ into their hearts. Through Him, we have become a loving family!

Every time I tell our story to another family experiencing crisis, loss, anger and pain, I stand in awe at their hope-filled response! Our story has even make its way into the hands of the White House recently. It makes me want to say, "Jesus bring the rain!"
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MercyMe-Bring the Rain Lyrics
I can count a million times
People asking me how I
Can praise You with all that I've gone through
The question just amazes me
Can circumstances possibly
Change who I forever am in You
Maybe since my life was changed
Long before these rainy days
It's never really ever crossed my mind
To turn my back on you, oh Lord
My only shelter from the storm
But instead I draw closer through these times
So I pray

Bring me joy, bring me peace
Bring the chance to be free
Bring me anything that brings You glory
And I know there'll be days
When this life brings me pain
But if that's what it takes to praise You
Jesus, bring the rain

I am Yours regardless of
The dark clouds that may loom above
Because You are much greater than my pain
You who made a way for me
By suffering Your destiny
So tell me what's a little rain
So I pray

Holy, holy, holy
Is the Lord God Almighty

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