When the words "Let Not Thy Heart Be
Troubled" were uttered by the earthly choir, the voices and the music
were transformed into stunning celestial song like the voices of a
heavenly choir. I was transfixed. It only lasted for a few moments, but I
knew that God had spoken to me in a very
special way.
By Verne Strickland, January 29, 2013
The Blaze is running a series on God speaking to us personally. I have
had such an experience. I wouldn't be revealing this were it not for
this series.
Durrene and I and our three boys had lived in
Raleigh for several years, and attended a Presbyterian Church. She was
found to have lung cancer, and was hospitalized at Duke Medical Center, where she was scheduled for surgery.
Alone at home, but for our boys, I fell on my knees each night and
morning asking God for his mercy, and for healing. At the end of each prayer, I added, emulating our Lord in the Garden of Gethsemane, "Nevertheless, not my will but Thine be done." The weather was
atrocious, for days, with dark foreboding skies and vicious rain, but I
would drive to Durham to be by her bedside.
One night my
innocent little girl was sitting on the bed in her hospital room,
smiling, and asked if I would take a picture of her. I made an excuse.
It broke my heart. I could not bear to capture her like this the night
before her surgery.
She survived it, and, immediately after
receiving the news, I went to a little Chapel in the hospital to express
my thanks. I wept unashamedly at God's goodness and mercy.
That was only the first sign of trouble. Within weeks a tumor was then
found in her liver. This took us quite by surprise. It was a real blow
to us. She remained at Duke. I visited daily. On Sundays I went alone to
the church in Raleigh to seek God's counsel and protection.
Everything was normal on the morning at church that I experienced a wonderful
gift. I stood with the congregation as the choir launched into a
wonderful hymn, which I knew well. When the words "Let Not Thy Heart Be
Troubled" were uttered by the earthly choir, the voices and the music
were transformed into stunning celestial song like the voices of a
heavenly choir.
I was transfixed. It only lasted for a few moments, but I
knew that God had spoken to me in a very special way. I will never
forget it. I rushed home, where Durrene was resting on that
particular morning. I shared the experience with her through tears of
gratitude and wonder. She was so moved.
We trusted that we had received a sign from God, and took Him at His word.
The liver tumor was found to be a mass of blood vessels -- ugly and
menacing, but totally benign. We knew our Lord had blessed us in special
way -- not because we deserved it, but, because in his love and mercy,
He knew we truly needed His blessed assurance.
He speaks to all
of us, and often. He has given us a whole book -- the Holy Bible --
where his plan for each of us can be found. I look forward with such
anticipation and longing to hear the voices of His angels in Heaven.
God is no stranger. We were known to Him before His work in Creation
was accomplished. He will reach down to converse with us if we seek Him.
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