Tag: hymns of praise
It was a beautiful autumn day, September 26, 2006, to be exact. Usually that time of year is still very hot in Houston, Texas, but not this particular day. The sky was Colorado blue and the temperature was in the upper 70’s with no humidity. That in itself was a miracle if you know anything about Houston weather!
It was my mother’s birthday and I was on my way to visit her gravesite. My mother had been with the Lord for about a year and a half by this time. About 2 weeks prior to her birthday, I found myself in the midst of major grief and depression.
I knew where my mother was for she loved the Lord Jesus with all of her heart. She taught all 10 of my brothers and sisters about the saving grace of Jesus. Still, my soul was heavy laden with sadness and I would cry at the drop of a match.
I drove myself to the cemetery and walked toward the grave and the bench we had placed nearby. I began to pray to God and thanked Him for the precious mother that He gave to me. I also asked the Father to give my mom a message for me. I asked Him if He would please tell my mother thank you for me and to tell her how much I love her and miss her. I also asked Him to give my mom and big birthday hug and kiss for me!
I was still very weepy and sad so I began to sing some hymns of praise and worship. I surely thought that putting a song in my heart and on my lips would lift me out of my despair but it did not.
It was almost time for me to pick my son up from school. I had been at the cemetery for about 1 1/2 hrs. singing and praying the entire time. As I walked back toward my car, I was just as sad as when I got there. I said to the Lord, “Please God, take this burden from me and replace it with your joy. Where I have sadness, give me happiness. Where I have brokenness, please give me your healing. I thank you, Father, for receiving my mother into Your Kingdom and I look forward to being with all of you. Please God, I cast this care upon you and ask You to handle it for me because it is much too overwhelming for me.”
As I prayed and made my requests known, I felt as if a huge, very heavy cloak was lifted off of my shoulders. The sensation was so real that I stopped in my tracks and turned around to look, fully expecting to see a this big, kingly cloak laying on the ground. I remember chuckling out loud and saying, “Thank you, God.”
Before I reached my car, two more “cloaks” were lifted off of my shoulders. I can honestly say that although I miss my sweet mother tremendously, it is well with my soul. I have not had another hard cry since that day. On my mother’s birthday, the Lord gave me a gift. It was the gift of grace from El Shaddai -the All Sufficient God!
This miracle story was submitted by “R.D.W.” in TX.