Blessings of Rain - January 2012

"As for me, I look to the Lord for His help. I wait (confidently) for God to save me, and my God will (certainly) hear me." (Micah 7:7, TLB)

Monday, January 30, at 4:30, I mailed my "Children's Writing Ministry" letters. It had rained most of the morning, but seemingly quit after noon. I thought, "I'd better go to the Dollar Tree and buy the children's valentines. Their letter must be my next project." Surely the Lord prompted me to do this, because there were a lot of vacant spaces in the Valentine display. I'd select ALL of each kind I wanted to send…not all were suitable for school-age children. I stacked them in my basket in groups of ten. Seventy went well…but it was slow-going after that to find 15 more…and I didn't want to go to another store! As I was walking to my car in the parking lot, I decided to go to Baskin Robbins and use my coupon for "Buy one Sundae and get a second for 99 cents." The minute I slammed the car door and turned on my key, the bottom fell out of the sky! I had to laugh out loud, and shout, "Thank You, God!" No more shopping! I drove home in blinding rain…so happy for rain…trying to save one of my huge oak trees. I'm sure I wasn't the only one so richly blessed…but I felt like I was. God is with me every minute of my day. I thank Him many times for blessings, soon as they are received. I cling to His promise:

"As I was with Moses, so I will be with thee: I will not fail thee, nor forsake thee"

(Joshua 1:5 and Hebrews 13:5)

The "rain blessing" may have been experienced by a lot of folks. Sometimes, just one.

I picked up my mail. You never know when it will be delivered in my neighborhood! There was a letter from a special, precious, dear Christian friend. She is a school teacher, and described her typical day, which left me breathless! As she said, "There always seems to be some storm brewing!" I could feel her frustration when, at the end of third period, a student arrived from the office with a note instructing her to take over a 4th period foreign language class in another part of the building for the rest of the term. For the first time, this same course was added to her fall load and she has been struggling with teaching it. NOW, she must finish the term of a second class…AND give up her 4th period conference time. As soon as 3rd period was over, she located this new classroom. She writes:

"I was surprised to find that my colleague had left a well-planned lesson and some very nice handouts for her class. Since this same course was added to my class load in the fall--I really struggled from Aug. to Dec. because I had no materials and had never taught it before. It was delightful to have the opportunity to see the materials and plans of someone who has been teaching the same course for a few years. In fact, the one hour of time I spent there will no doubt save me many, many hours of planning time this spring! It continues to make me smile as I think back on how disgruntled I was to be asked to give up my conference time; and how unexpectedly beneficial that time proved to be to me and to my students. God is so good -- all the time."

YES! Yes! Yes! It was sometime last spring when I went to Kroger's. I do all my grocery shopping there because they have carts I can ride around in. (I can only stand or walk about 15 minutes). I parked in the handicap zone across the driveway and about 15 feet from the entrance. Next to my car was a man sitting on the tailgate of his pickup. I think he asked "Do you need some help shopping?" I ignored him completely; eyes straight ahead; kept walking.

He was still sitting there when I finished shopping. A man was standing on the sidewalk across the driveway from my car. I assumed he was waiting for someone to pick him up. I said,

"That's my car next to the pickup. I do not know that man, but I ignored him when he spoke something to me when I walked by him. Would you please see that I get safely into my car?"

He nodded and said, "I sure will." I believe the man on the pickup noticed my talking to the man on the sidewalk. He said not a word as I unloaded my cart; got in my car and drove away. That's been almost a year ago…and I have never seen another man just standing on the sidewalk, since!

I keep noticing this and keep thanking God for watching over me. God is so good -- all the time!

"God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble" (Psalm 46:1).God is real!

I'm thinking about three "Happenings Along the Way to Heaven" where God was with me:

Four years ago, I was at a service station getting gas. I locked my keys in my car! The station owner said, "I have a good friend. You can trust him. It is o.k. for him to take you home to get another car key. He's a good man. I will ask him." His friend was sitting in a white pickup, about to leave. He took me home, and would not let me pay him for the favor. I look for that white pickup every time I pass that station, and have never seen it again. God takes care of me.

Last November 19, 2010, I "lost" Wanda at Sam's in Willowbrook Mall. I was beside my car in the parking lot trying to call her on my cell phone. No answer. A woman named "Sallye" approached me saying, "God told me to take care of you." She surely did; followed me inside; had Wanda paged over the speaker. Wanda came to us. Sallye was like an angel from the Lord.

Every time we go shopping there, I look for her. We've never met again. God was in control!

On April 7, 2011, another friend, "Sally," came to my house to leave a table for grand- daughter, Rachel. She was supposed to come on March 3l, but was delayed. When I opened my garage door for her, the garage was flooded from a broken water heater! I am frantic! I didn't know what to do. Sally knew; took charge, resulting in a perfect plumber and a new water heater. This was the first and only time Sally has ever been to my house. God knew when to send her.

My family spent a fabulously, fantastic time together in Florida with Wanda and Dexter in their new 5,300 sq. ft. "mansion." It is an architect's dream of a home…EVERY room, a masterpiece…no square rooms! One day, I got lost: I couldn't find Dortha and Dale's room!

On Friday, Dortha, Dale, Rachel, Mike, baby Jacob and I went to Orlando to the Holy Land Experience. This place has exact duplicates of places in the Holy Land in Europe. In the front, between the fence and the street, is "the Garden of Eden" with life-like animals. The main entrance stone arch is modeled after the Damascus and Jaffa Gates of Jerusalem. We walked down the marketplace on Jerusalem streets. I very much enjoyed the Wilderness Tabernacle, set up in one of the buildings. It is exactly as described in the Bible…so very interesting, as the "High Priest" took us on a journey through Israel's ancient priesthood, culminating with the glory of God revealed above the Ark of the Covenant (a 30-minute presentation). We walked through the Garden of Gethsemane; the upper room of the last supper where Jesus and the twelve disciples, all lifesize, looked so real, you couldn't believe they wouldn't move. There was a replica of the city of Bethlehem and birthplace of Jesus; replica of the bell tower at the Church of the Nativity in Israel. I remember when there were excavations around the Sea of Galilee, a boat was found on the shores, preserved for 2,000 years, believed to be one the disciples used. An exact copy was there. It was so primitive! We saw the world's largest model of the City of Jerusalem. We enjoyed the plays and presentation of Jonah in the belly of the whale. We went to Pilate's Judgment Hall where they had a re-enactment of Jesus' appearance before Pilate.

I cried out loud. My children hovered around me, asking, "What's wrong?" I could only point to the men whipping Jesus. It was so very real. I cried, tears streaming down my face. Jesus was being punished for MY sins. How great is His love for me to endure that terrible death so that I may be saved for eternal life. The depth of that love is beyond my understanding. There's nothing I can do to deserve it or repay it. Psalm 92:1-2,

"It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, and to sing praises unto thy name O most High: to show forth thy loving kindness in the morning, and thy faithfulness every night."

TILLIE WIER, inspirational writer and employee of Logos Ranch, LLC shares her adventures with God so that others may see Him in their everyday lives.

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