Today was not a special day because each day of my life has become special because each one is led by God. I do not have time to share all the circumstances and all the days God has shown me his glory, I am so sorry, maybe someday God will give me the time to tell you about more days I have witnessed His glory.
Some dear friends of mine have a nursing home ministry. I might have already shared this information with you, we go every 2nd and 3rd Wednesday of each month. They go more times than I do because I have been called to do other things. I do enjoy going with them twice a month.
We were getting started with our little church service. All the residents were lined up in wheel chairs in three rows, about 7 in each. We began our songs of praise to our Lord with Jennifer and I singing and Mr. Duke playing his string instrument. Don't ask me what it is, I can not pronounce it or spell it. We will call it a string instrument, it does have strings, I do know that much! All of the sudden a resident rolled in named Dorthy, a very sweet lady that loves the Lord with all her heart. She has several afflictions that make her seam like she is suffering a great deal. Terrible muscle and joint problems that cause her body to be twisted with a great deal of pain, she can not use her arms her hands are too twisted.She coughs up congestion often due to her medication she takes to break up any congestion she might have. I am not telling you this to feel sorry for her she does not feel sorry for herself and I know she does not like anyone to feel sorry for her. I am telling you this so you can picture her troubles and her suffering that she has to go through every day. This day she was coughing up a great deal of congestion and she was not suppose to come to our little church service. So I went and told Clair, the activity director, which had an office where we were conducting our church, that Dorthy was coughing up congestion. Clair went and rolled Dorthy back to her room. We sang a little more and I looked over toward the door and here came Dorthy rolling herself back into the room. She still was coughing up congestion and I went and got Clair again. She said, "How she is getting out of her room? I told them to close her door so she could not get out." She rolled her back to her room again. We started singing another song and all of the sudden there was Dorthy again, rolling herself back into the room. I got Clair again and Clair went to her and said something to her and Clair motioned to me with to fingers pointing at her eyes then to me, telling me to watch her and if she got sick again I had to come get her. I nodded my head yes and we kept singing. I looked over at Dorthy about 10 seconds later and she was getting sick again. I went and got Clair and I walked over to Dorthy myself and told her that we would come pray over her in her room when the service was over. She smiled at me and said, "Thank you so much, I love the Lord and I want to be here worshiping Him."
I cried with tears running down my face while i was singing. I was thinking to myself how could someone who is in pain and sick with affliction still love the Lord so much to roll her wheel chair with just her feet down the hall just to worship him. I could do nothing but thank my Lord and Savior for allowing me to witness such a loving witness for Him. She did not have to say anything but I love Him and want to worship Him. The rest of her witness was through her suffering and her perseverance and her faithfulness I had never seen this kind of love for my savior. I am so thankful. I can not say into words how thankful I am to be able to see such love for my Savior, it makes me love Him so much more. I know I might be Dorthy one day experiencing all the suffering she suffers but I also know I will be wheeling my wheelchair in into the church trying so hard to worship my Lord and Savior because He gives me opportunities like this to see his power and love. I would not be any where else but by his side worshiping Him where ever and when ever I can. Dorthy has more peace and comfort than most people that has no suffering at all. It is amazing how much peace and joy she has through her suffering. I know I will never leave Him and I will always be faithful because of who He is making me to be. I must share all I can that He gives me. He gave me the gift of writing to share the stories that He has given me each day. Some are through people and some are through His word in the Bible. A revelation of his glory is shown in everyone's life we have to open our eyes and see it. If you want it, ask Him, I promise He will show it to you.