Journey to the Cross
Thursday, March 10
Beverly Seawright, member of RPC since 2003
Let the little children come to me, and do not stop them; for it is to such as these that the kingdom of God belongs. - Mark 10:14
God's intervention has made a tremendous change in my life; so many unexpected things have happened in the last three years. The recollection below is one of these unplanned, unexplained experiences.
New neighbors moved into the house across from me. I met the young boy and his mother at my mailbox one day and invited them into my home for a visit. They told me they were from India and did not know anyone here. They were very appreciative that I had invited them in, and a friendship began.
A few days later the young boy came to my door and brought me a small bouquet of flowers, a cute bag of candy treats, and a slice of birthday cake. He said it was his 10th birthday, so I sent him a birthday card and gift. He brought me a thank you card with a note asking me if I would teach him to write like me for 30 minutes a day. It was the middle of summer, and I couldn't imagine him wanting to study when he could just be playing. He was very intent, and after a few lessons he learned to write "just like me".
After studying about global warming he wrote a letter to the President. My young friend asked me for help with some spelling and wording, and suggested that the president could invite him and his family to the White House if more information was needed. I have helped this young boy with several school projects, and he has helped me by watering my plants and getting my mail. He also helped me put up my Christmas decorations. While putting up one of my Nativity scenes he looked at Joseph and asked, "Is this God?" Answering this took a lot of thought.
His family has also asked me for guidance with several concerns. I have depended on God to guide me in all the advice I have given. Meeting this family has given me a new purpose in life. This is just one of the many instances of Divine Intervention that I have received. It has been almost three years since the first one when Brad Clayton was at the hospital and prayed for me when the doctor said I would need major heart surgery. The second was when Bill Nisbet was with me and prayed with me when the doctor said my prognosis was only six months. I am truly thankful for all the knots representing prayers in my Prayer Quilt, the prayers knitted into my shawl, and all the RPC prayers which have stretched my six-month prognosis. Never doubt the power of prayer!
Thank you dear heavenly father for enriching my faith by giving me the ability to help this family. There are many things I cannot do, but thank you for the many more that I can do. In Christ's name, Amen