A Season of Change

   While sitting in the pulmonary rehab waiting area this morning, it gave me time to reflect on these past 5 months. Five months ago, while lying in a critical and uncertain condition, my doctors did everything possible to keep me stable; to keep my life from slipping away. In a coma like state, my body lie motionless while my family, friends, and people unknown to me sent up fervent prayers for my recovery. In my current predicament, I knew something horrible had taken place. My world had darkened and

"I was getting quite used to this new world that continued calling my name. For reasons unknown to me, I had been sucked back into it. This new realm, this new creation was like nothing I’d experienced in my previous life. Someone was guiding me, holding my hand and I felt like a child protected within His grasp."

   Yet through it all, even though our sun fell that horrible month of March, glimpses and shadows of the cross remained ever faithful. I wasn't alone and my heavenly Father was leading me, just as He had always done.

   This is just a season of life that I'm going through. It won't be forever, even though sometimes it feels like it. God has given me an amazing ministry through this struggle and I'll keep following as He leads.

   I met a lady about a week ago and during the course of our conversation, she was brought to tears upon hearing my story. She reached out and took my hand in hers while I continued on. When I finished talking she said, "This has never happened to me! I've never met someone that has also had a near death experience and been so willing to talk about it."
  
   What an amazing tool from God! To be able to share with complete strangers about His goodness and strength during times of complete despair. God placed the chisel and continued writing His story; He etched it with every painful thrust that struck from the mallet; He molded it with the precision of a skilled craftsman.
  
   Have you thought of life as just being insignificant? As son's and daughter's of the King our story's not yet complete. The completion will take place when He's finished writing each story. It's then that we will find ourselves waking to meet Him face to face in His magnificent glory.

   Don't give up! Your story's not finished. And who knows? Maybe those trials, that suffering, is exactly what God will use to minister to those around you.