Motivating Monday! No other way possible to be more motivating than sharing a personal story. The above scripture verse may only appear part of God’s beginning creations. Without taking scripture out of context, scripture becomes valuable to daily lives. I believe God’s Word guides to all truth for those who hunger and thirst after righteousness. Take a sip- it will certainly become divine.
The fall of 2005, Bible Study Fellowship began study on Genesis. BSF is an in-depth international Bible study rotating studies yearly. With Thanksgiving fast approaching, I never considered a tragic event in our path. Just when least expected, the phone call came. Both our boys were involved in a severe ATV crash, seven and three years old at the time. Turning our three year old over to God, became our only hope.
When faced with tragic situations- ends become tragedy or miracles. With more tragedies than miracles, I often question God- how to handle. He points me to Paul- says for me to state truth like it is. Miracles happen, not all prayers for miracles are answered, trusting God’s sovereignty.
Word of God
We studied two years prior to accident Kenneth Copeland‘s Spiritual Warfare series. Therefore my husband immediately identified true source causing harm- the devil. David was fitted with readiness coming from gospel of peace, standing strong with sword of the Spirit, which is the Word of God. His armor was in place. As the devil fled- resistance removed, God’s healing began- life returned, with faint breath.
Thirty miles away, I waited on the helicopter pad at designated hospital. God waved peace over me. In my mind, I had shelved knowledge to know to pray. When I hesitated- realizing helicopter was taking a long time, doubt came. Immediately, God reminded me what I studied in Genesis. God, yes, you did breath new life into Adam. What you did for one, you will do for another. Therefore, I began praying for God to breath new life into my three year old. Helicopter broke through clouds and landed. Both boys were flown further to St. Louis Cardinal Glennon Hospital, surrounded by an army of prayer warriors.
Day four, we were home with both boys. After things calmed, a friend explained she and our babysitter drove to first hospital thinking Gabe had died. Her husband, a state trooper, reported Gabe was not making it in the helicopter. All I know folks, God breathed new life into my three year old. Yesterday, he turned 13. Grateful. God is faithful. He is faithful.
Let’s be motivated to learn God’s Word. Hunger and thirsting after righteousness, storing scripture in our hearts and minds, to be prepared for any battle ahead.