The hand God upon my life, as he has spoken it in His word and given promise in that he would never leave us nor fail us nor forsake us.
What a faithful and longsuffering one He has been toward me and what a joy it is that he considered me to write about His long suffering which in turn luminates his faithfulness.
As I reflect on my childhood and years of teenage there were those in my life who God had to speak to me about him the God who was love. God is Love,
There was my Mother and when i think of her i think about her love and devotion for God.
She loved to fellowship with God and Jesus and that to her was that She would just talk to them freely as they were a real person in her life and not just some religion. She definitely believed that Christianity was not a religion but it was God and man being one with each other by one begin born again according to the will of God.
She had her trials and testing of her faith like we all do from the time she was a child until she passed at the age of nighty two on September 22-2017. She was born on June 1, 1925.
She had Rheumatic Fever when she was young and back then they did not know any treatments and it caused other trauma to come about in her life where she had to have mastoid type operation and infections set in and they had to use maggots to put in that area to eat up all the infection and they had to then scrap some of her brains. God brought her through it and later in life the same occurred, rheumatic fever causing heart problems and God was faithful to bring her through, and then came her battle with cancer, colon cancer where they removed her whole colon and God brought her through it all, but my mother would of rather tell you about the suffering of her savior than talk about her suffering even though it was Jesus that spared her in the midst of hers.
God is love and love is longsuffering and Love believeth all things and endures all things.
The year 2016, my mother was to die in the month of September. The preacher had come and the funeral director of the funeral home had come for the plans of the funeral and burial. The Hospice nurse was counting the breathing rhythm and saying it would not be too long. Relatives from around the state of Tn. had come to say their good by and I got a call from my cousin, for I out of state working on a catastrophe.
My cousin stated to me that my mother was dying and she had prayed to see me before she died. I must have felt an unction from the Holy Ghost because I told her my mother was not going to dye and hung up. My mother did not dye, and two weeks after my conversation with my cousin I went to see my mother.
I decided to leave on a early Sunday morning from Ga. so i left around 2am and got to Lebanon Tn. to my Mothers home around 9 am. I went to my mothers room to see her and of course she was sitting there and she begin to tell me about Jesus and how he had come to see her that Saturday night prior to my coming. Well for sure the way she looked and the presence of God in her room you knew a miracle had taken place. She told that Jesus came through the big window in her room with two of His disciples. She told me she begged him to take her with Him but he wouldn’t , but he said he would come again at another time for her. Jesus came for her in the middle of the night on September 22 2017 . i got a call that night and was told that Jesus had come for my mother for she was gone.
Jesus is Faithfull and long suffering and he is not afar from our afflictions to deliver us out of them all.
Love endures all thigs, God is Love.
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