Last year, my Community Bible Study group studied Joshua through II Samuel. The Book of Joshua repeats over and over, “Be strong and courageous.” Today I came across a recommendation to make Joshua 1:9 a life verse:
My little 11 year old grandson, Kevin, had a scooter accident a few days ago. Fortunately, an older teen, who lived at the location of the accident, ran for paper towels, then drove Kevin home. They didn’t go for X-rays right away (same as me last year when I chipped my wrist) as there was still movement, though pain. With the pain still bad the next day, they went for X-rays. He fractured his wrist.
Oddly, a few days before Kevin’s accident, a 7th grade girl wiped out on her scooter in front of my house. I drove her and her scooter home — a couple of blocks away. I am so glad I was there to help her, and I am happy Kevin had a young man willing to aid him! Both kids were brave and courageous. And God was watching out for their safety in their crises.
I also read this week — we face constant crises. When one crisis ends, another one comes. My life crisis of last year is easing. Now a new one is looming. But. . . I am learning with Paul — to be content in whatever state I am. And why can I be content? With God standing at my side, He provides the strength and sustenance to endure the storm.
A couple of years ago, a family member who had fallen into deep sin, was angry with me for not supporting the lifestyle they had chosen. This relative even threatened to punch me in the face using language I had never heard come out of that mouth. One night, while driving home alone and speaking to another relative on the phone, I worried about what I might find at home. As I approached my street, I asked the relative to hang with me until I reached home as I feared this person could be lying in wait for me. The relative on the phone, verified the feared person was indeed in my driveway! I said, “Then I am not going home, I am going straight to the police!” Isn’t it wonderful how God intervenes?!
After telling my story to a policeman, he asked what I wanted him to do. I requested an escort home. He graciously followed me to my house. As we pulled into my development, I noted a large, armored vehicle in guest parking with men inside. When I reached my garage, I asked the policeman if he would please wait while I retrieved my dog to take him on a potty run. As I walked the dog, a SWAT team jumped out of the large vehicle!!! Oh, my! God was SUPER protective!
Faith provides confidence, promise, and hope. Amen!
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