God’s Surprises

So much has happened since my last post. My life changed drastically and most unexpectedly at the supper hour six weeks ago, December 17th. We know not what a day, hour or minute may bring forth.  God gave the angels charge over my sweetheart husband and they came for him whilst I was away for 20 minutes. We had just celebrated 60 years together.

To God’s Glory I have been abnormally strong.  I’m thankful to Him that I have a life to live…a calling to fulfill and a wonderful family to live for. People are important to me.
Seclusion, drawing away from gatherings is never an answer to loneliness. Learning something new is a wonderful stretch in a new season of life. That is where I am right now….living solo is definitely different. It may never be a duet again, but the thought of a choir; surrounded, interacting with people excites me.
The following story is called a Silent Sermon….it epitomizes in a way, the thoughts I have just expressed.

A member of a certain church, who previously had been attending services regularly, stopped going. After a few weeks, the preacher decided to visit him.

It was a chilly evening. The preacher found the man at home alone, sitting before a blazing fire. Guessing the reason for his preachers visit, the man welcomed him, led him to a comfortable chair near the fireplace and waited.

The preacher made himself at home but said nothing. In the grave silence, he contemplated the dance of the flames around the burning logs. After some minutes, the preacher took the fire tongs, carefully picked up a brightly burning ember and placed it to one side of the hearth all alone then he sat back in his chair, still silent.

The host watched all this in quiet contemplation.. As the one lone ember’s flame flickered and diminished, there was a momentary glow and then its fire was no more. Soon it was cold and dead.

Not a word had been spoken since the initial greeting. The preacher glanced at his watch and realized it was time to leave. He slowly stood up, picked up the cold, dead ember and placed it back in the middle of the fire. Immediately it began to glow once more with the light and warmth of the burning coals around it.

As the preacher reached the door to leave, his host said, with a tear running down his cheek, ‘Thank you so much for your visit and especially for the silent sermon! I shall be back in church next Sunday.’

Some times the best sermons are the ones left unspoken.


The Lord is my Shepherd —– that’s a Relationship!

I shall not want —– that’s Supply!

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures —- that’s Rest!

He leadeth me beside the still waters —–that’s Refreshment!

He restoreth my soul —– that’s Healing!

He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness –that’s Guidance !

For His name sake —– that’s Purpose!

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death–that’s Testing!

I will fear no evil —– that’s Protection!

For Thou art with me —– that’s Faithfulness!

Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me —–that’s Discipline!

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies—-that’s Hope!

Thou annointest my head with oil —–  that’s Consecration!

My cup runneth over —– that’s Abundance!

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life–that’s Blessing!

And I will dwell in the house of the Lord —–that’s Security!

Forever —– that’s Eternity!

Face it, God loves you!

What is most valuable is not what we have in our lives, but WHO we have in our lives.

Greta Sheppard   (rev)
604-854-1125
604-309-8938
gretasheppard@shaw.ca

Comments

  1. S says:

    Thanks, Greta. I needed this silent sermon. ~ S

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