This is my attempt to "prime the pump," to begin an outpouring of God's people sharing of His faithfulness. Won't you be a part of it? This is an account of one time God showed Himself faithful to our family - one of many. Please read it, then - if you, too, have found God to be faithful - please use the comment box, or my FB wall, to share a specific time in your own life that He proved Himself faithful to you. And for each of you who share, thank you so very much!
Chapter One
It was the winter of 1996. The walls of our 33 foot camper seemed to shrink daily. It was home - our only home - during the longest winter/spring of my life ... the year of the camper ... the year God proved Himself strong on our behalf, and made us acutely aware of it! Bringing us to this point, the Lord had brought us over a rough pathway of potholes and blind curves. Ten years previous, the Lord gently, but powerfully, convicted us of our need to live within the means He provided for us - without depending on bank loans and credit. We purposed in our hearts to obey, and began the long journey of climbing out of debt - first the cars and credit cards, then the seeming impossibility of a home, with only cash - on only a single income.
Time and space will not allow the complete story of this journey, but suffice it to say that we fought the uphill battle and, to the best of our ability, had obeyed His promptings: sold our home, moved to Chattanooga determined to only buy what we could purchase without a bank loan, saw God provide the perfect house for meeting that need, saw Him provide an amazing job that paid more than Jimmie had ever made (and prospered him in that employment situation in truly miraculous ways, above and beyond all we could ask or think). But before we had saved enough to purchase land and build a home, the Lord allowed a totally unexpected trial.
Chattanooga Rehab Hospital, after being acquired by HealthSouth, fired all the upper management employees - including the hospital administrator, Jim Henson. He was devastated. We had a thousand questions and fears, but the Lord gently picked Jimmie up from the pit he found himself in, and gave him the clear direction he desperately needed, saying "This is the way; walk ye in it." It was clear: "Sell your home, purchase a camper to house your family of 8 (including our 3-month-old baby - James) as economically as possible, and begin the daunting task of building a home for your family ... on cash alone - the task I've been leading you toward for the past 10 years." No, it wasn't Noah's ark, but it sure seemed like it!
Chapter Two
Chapter Two
It was the winter of 1996 … and the excitement and constant busyness of creating a home for 8 within the confines of a 33-foot camper had settled into a never-ending drudgery of endless delays, complications, hindrances, and complete stalls… leading to deep discouragement and emotional fragility. Tears were frequent and smiles hard to come by. God had provided a respite for us – a beautiful, much-needed rest from the battle – by prompting Jon and Doris Vann to offer us the use of their 3 BR/2 Bath mobile home. They were our Christmas 1995 angels, and the Lord sheltered us in that gift - to us, a virtual palace! - over that Christmas and for several weeks. We will be forever grateful for that concrete expression of love and kindness! But the time came when we opted to move back into the camper and stay on the property, in order to see more of Jimmie – who was working part-time at the hospital, spending every available minute of daylight working on clearing the land and roads, and completing the foundation.
As wonderful as it had been, that respite seemed now a vague memory. We had seen the log walls rise, with the help of a wonderful crew of men from Tennessee – and had seen them pull out of Shepherds Rest for the last time, leaving us about as overwhelmed as could be, realizing the finishing of these empty four walls was up to us. Jimmie was like the Eveready-powered bunny; he just worked and worked and worked - determined, purposed, focused - virtually nonstop. Precious friends - too many to try to list, for fear of forgetting someone - came alongside us and gave lovingly, generously of their time and sweat! Then the inevitable happened. We ran out of money – with the house not yet habitable.
Had we heard the Lord’s Voice wrong? Had we started a task without first counting the cost? Had we gone off on our own tangent, rather than following God’s true leading? Was there some unconfessed sin in our lives causing God to not hear us? The sky seemed to be made of tin, bouncing back our prayers to us; there were no answers to the questions. But God ….. Those are really the only words needed. But God! God was waiting … just waiting for us to get to the end of our rope, the end of what we could do for ourselves. And in the fullness of time, when He knew the timing was perfect - He moved His Hand on our behalf! He was faithful in fulfilling His Word to His children! He answered! And GREAT was His faithfulness!
Final Chapter
It was the winter of 1996 … a year of God showing Himself strong on our behalf! We were truly at the end of our rope – the end of what we could do for ourselves. Then one day … my precious Mama – who could not love Jimmie more if she had birthed him – spoke a confident word of encouragement to him. “God has heard and answered your prayers; help is coming.” And that was all. Was she right? Was she only trying to encourage us by being upbeat and positive? We kept waiting.
Then one day … Jimmie walked from our little camper, up our long, hilly, dirt drive, 3/4 of a mile through thick timber – Shepherds Rest Lane – to get the daily mail. Just a routine task. But not routine on this day! Within that stack of mail was an ordinary, unassuming white envelope. Within that envelope was more money than we’d seen in a long, long time – and more than we'd EVER seen, all at once! This amazing gift – given with the desire to remain anonymous – took our breath away! We were unmistakably, acutely, instantly aware that GOD had shown Himself strong on our behalf – in a way that was truly “exceeding, abundantly above all that we ask or think” (Ephesians 3:20)! His promises WERE true! Every one of them! He does, INDEED, hear and answer! He sees and cares about the details of my life! He is trustworthy!
I say with Isaiah:
“Why do you say…“My way is hidden from the LORD,
And the justice due me escapes the notice of my God”?
Do you not know? Have you not heard?
The Everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth
Does not become weary or tired.
His understanding is inscrutable.
He gives strength to the weary,
And to him who lacks might He increases power.
Though youths grow weary and tired,
And vigorous young men stumble badly,
Yet those who wait for the LORD
Will gain new strength;
They will mount up with wings like eagles,
They will run and not get tired,
They will walk and not become weary.”
Even after more than 17 years, my heart leaps within me at the remembrance! As Steven Curtis Chapman says in his song, “I will proclaim it to the world. I will declare it to my heart. I will say it when the sun is shining. I will scream it in the dark! You are faithful!”
My heart strongly identifies with these words penned by the author of Lamentations:
“This I recall to my mind,
Therefore I have hope.
The LORD’S lovingkindnesses indeed never cease,
For His compassions never fail.
They are new every morning;
Great is Your faithfulness!
‘The LORD is my portion,’ says my soul,
‘Therefore I have hope in Him’ (Lamentations 3:21-24)!”
It was the winter of 1996 … but spring had come! And we will never cease to give God praise and gratitude for that wonderful, beautiful, glorious spring!
Won't you please share your "winter" and your "spring?" Proclaim it to the world! Declare it to your heart! Say it when the sun is shining! Scream it in the dark! "GOD IS FAITHFUL!"
If He has been faithful to you, please consider posting an account of it either here, or on my FB wall. I'll share it with as many as I can, and His Family will be encouraged to trust Him more. He is faithful!