
This tie belonged to a great man. We had his memorial service on Saturday. He has been a part of my life for 23 years. When I was a young, widowed mother, he and his precious wife helped by mentoring me. They paid for kid’s camp when I could not. They paid for study materials for me. They have led by example how to live a joy filled life rooted in Christ. I aspire to be more like them.
1 Kings 19:11-12 “And he said, Go forth and stand upon the mount before the Lord. And, behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake, but: the Lord was not in the earthquake: And after the earthquake a fire; but the Lord was not in the fire: and after the fire was a still small voice.

This verse means so much more to me now. If you have been reading my recent posts, then you know I have been praying for the Holy Spirit to fill me and guide me.
I will share what happened on Saturday and Sunday. On Saturday the sanctuary was decorated with lots of ties. You see my dear friend had an incredible tie collection. After the very beautiful and laughter filled memorial, as we walked by to give our love to the family, I mentioned to my friend Teresa see that tie in the center? That is my favorite of all his ties I have seen him wear. I then left; I am always on the move. I did not give it another thought.
Saturday night I dreamed of him. I do not remember the dream just him being there. For whatever reason I could not sleep. I just remember being led to sing over and over: If you don’t move the mountain, I needed you to move I will trust in you.
I awoke Sunday and rebuked the devil. I want him away from my son. I know God has great plans for him. I got ready and went to church. The service was going extremely well. I was enjoying worshipping. I did not have any cares or anxieties. I was just worshipping. I heard God tell me go tell Pastor to rebuke the hold the Devil has on your boy. I said no sir. He told me again. I said you mean ask for prayer. No rebuke the hold. I said I do not think the time is right. Do not argue with God. I felt such a wave of discomfort and through my arguing with God, Pastor used the work rebuke. I leapt to my feet and went and did what I was told. I whispered it in his ear. I had not shared with anyone what, I had done that morning. I returned to my seat and my sweet friend Teresa handed me the tie. The tie in the above picture. I began to cry. I am sure everyone thought I was worried about my son. The preacher began to rebuke the devil over all our loved ones that have strayed and my son. It was not worry that brought the tears. It was that God used Teresa to be my Jesus with skin on. It was his way of telling me he is still with me, and all will be ok.
I am not a person prone to cry. The Pastor asked me to come bring him the tie. I said no I have a reputation to keep up. I do not want all to see me cry. I mean we are online and everything. I did as asked. I would not dishonor my Pastor. He went on to say he was told to pick any tie he wanted to wear for the memorial. He reached for my tie. God told him no not that one. He picked another tie.
When I left the memorial, the ties were given away to whomever would like one. I know that Teresa could not have known what it would mean to me. If I were being honest, I still am having a hard time with how much it and her gesture mean to me.
I know that God has plans to prosper and not harm me. This world can be so busy. I sometimes forget how close he truly is. I am so very thankful that we can still hear is voice. Yes, to me this tie represents his still small, reassuring voice.
I plan to put the tie in a shadow box and place it on my wall. It will forever remind me of my precious friend and the voice of God. This is a big deal for me. I am not a person who likes what I call clutter. You see I would not have taken that tie myself.
God is good all the time. His ways are always better than our ways.
Be blessed !!
Wow! So beautiful And powerful!
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