Grace under fire….

Is not just a TV show. It is real life.

I never watched the TV show…but I have lived the life. Grace under fire.

“And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.” 2Corinthians 12:9 KJV

Grace is the presence, favor and power of God. God’s grace and power are clearly visible in a profound, irrefutable way while we are in the midst of our tribulations. In the middle of our weakness God comes in with His awesomeness….and just blows the lid off the situation….sometimes…..
And then sometimes we are instructed to wait….

“I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say on the Lord.” Psalm 27:13-14

That is Wanda’s verse. We each have our own…for the different times of our lives. You probably do as well. I have held this one as well. What is so odd….or maybe not, Wanda has been praying this “strengthen thine heart” prayer…as have we for her, and one of the doctors stated-seemingly in amazement “for the condition she is in, her heart is surprisingly strong”.

No surprise to God. He has strengthened her heart. As He has ours as we have watched. And waited. And trusted.

The neatest thing happened yesterday. We have accepted the fact that Wanda will be on oxygen….and she has accepted it. My friend (the seamstress—crafty creator of all things fabric, Vivi–aaahhnnnne–as I pronounce it with extreme Southerness), has gladly accepted the task of creating Wanda a “Vera Bradley” -look alike- purse with matching oxygen tank cover. We had discussed that morning, the need for measurements for the tank cover. Hmmmm. My brother, Charlie works with a medical supply company that sets medical equipment of all kinds in homes. But I didn’t have time to call him and give him a full explanation—which he’d want—before he measured anything—(since he’s a guy and all).

Anyway (I feel myself chasing a rabbit here), shortly after I had hung up the phone with Vivi–aaahhnnne (sorry, I must do that each time–I am from the South!), a client walked in that had been in before. Wait—she —- had—-her very own —– oxygen tank. Now how like God is that! I greeted her in my “officie, cordial way” and then said, “Mrs. S0-and-so (remember confidentiality and all), I have a crazy question for you”—she smiled—“I would like to measure your oxygen tank”. She kind of chuckled and said “why, sure”. As I got my tape measure, I began to explain the situation with my sister, Wanda. I gave her the short version. Ending with the fact that when she was allowed to come home, she would be on oxygen. I explained the need for her to feel as stylish as possible while breathing!

I gave her a bit of information of the severity of Wanda’s condition, ending with the fact that we really were praying for a miracle in her life. She looked me straight in the eye and said, “honey, don’t you discount what God can do”. Her face was very solemn.

I replied, “No mam, we don’t. We have witnessed miracles before as she has faced death head on and the Lord brought her out. We fully expect God to turn this situation around.”

She began to describe to me her own heart/lung condition. Her heart was enlarged and had compressed one lung almost closed. Her heart was growing larger and was now starting to compress the other lung. I would have not guessed this at all. She drove herself to our law office. She came in with her tank, purse and brief case. She was very stylish and extremely sweet natured. She told me that in 1991 two of her doctors, her cardiologist and her internist gave her orders to get her affairs in order and be swift. As she told me this I felt the tears and the excitement in me stir. I felt she was sent by God. She was told that in 1991. Folks, it’s 2008 in case you weren’t aware. See what God can do? Miracles. This precious lady has lived “grace under fire”.

I am quite certain that we can each name a place of grace in the midst of a burdensome trial. One so heavy that we crumpled under the load. But with His power, He reached down and relieved us of that burden as we each came to the realization that we could not carry on without Him. And we can’t.

So, sister-in-Christ, join these sisters-of-faith. Don’t you be carrying that burden alone. Give it over to Jesus right now. He is waiting. His hands are so very capable. To handle each and every one of your needs. None are too big….nor too small.

Can I pray with you? Father, in the precious name of Your only Son, I pray right now that each and every reader of this post will feel Your mighty power flow through their spirit. If they know You in their heart, please encourage them. If they don’t know You, please allow them to feel the tug in their heart that each of us felt as we came to the place in our lives that we knew we couldn’t do it alone. Lord, we give You us. Just as we are. Right now. Help us. Use us. Enable us to be what You desire. Show us where to turn in every situation. Guide and direct our lives. Be glorified in our lives. Everyday. May each of us feel Your presence as I felt it when You directed that sweet lady into my path. Thank You Lord for that. You are awesome in Your grace. In Your sweet name I pray—believing—trusting—-~Amen.

Thank you for hanging around to read it all! Either Aimee, or myself (Angie) will post as often as we can. Things we get from Wanda…we will sign off for her. My sisters are an incredible blessing to me. Always there.

Keeping the Faith,

The Sisters