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My prayer for years has been, "Lord, if I ever have to endure any kind of hardship, will You please prepare me for it in advance. And when that time comes use it as a testimony of Your Glory." It was Memorial Day, 1990. My friend and I were at the cemetery putting flowers on her son, Wayne's, grave. Wayne had been killed in Vietnam. Near the grave was a display of flags that the Vets had put out in memory of all our boys who had died in war. I was looking for the one with Wayne's name and I heard a Voice speak to me that said, "You can either bury your own son, Matthew, here or you can bury him in Ohio with his Grandparents." It was very strange to me, as there was no one near who could have spoken those words. Besides, Matthew was healthly. I just kept this in my heart and prayed about it. Several nights later I had a dream of an accident in which Matthew was killed. I also prayed about this. Then my son called one day and said, "Hey, Mom, why don't you come and visit me in Dallas after you go to your missionary convention in July?" I booked the ticket to see Matt after the convention in St. Louis in July. Several days after I booked the flight the Lord spoke to me again, in what I call my inner audible Voice. It is the same type of "impression" that Paul had when Christ spoke. You just KNOW that it is the Lord. After years and years of receiving a Word from Him eventually you come to know the difference between your own thoughts and the Lord's. This time the Lord impressed me to change my ticket and go BEFORE the conference to see my son. We had a great 5 days together. He took me all over Dallas and we talked about his life and mentioned to me before I left that if anything ever happened to him, that he wanted me to donate his organs. I took 3 rolls of film of Matt. I left on July 3 for the conference in St. Louis. Matt went to the fireworks at the Cotton Bowl with a friend. He was a passenger in a little T-Top sports car and they had the top open to view the fireworks. After the fireworks they drove a few blocks and someone came through a stop sign as they were turning right. Their car went up on a guide wire of a light pole and flipped. Matt's head was caught between the road and the car because he didn't have his seatbelt on. Baylor Hospital called to tell me to come quickly to the trauma unit. There was just enough time to sign the consent forms for his organ donation and he was gone. In all of this ordeal, I can honestly say that God answered my long-standing prayer. Yes, He did meet me at the point of my need. I felt perfect peace dur ing the funeral, especially knowing that Matt had accepted Christ and was now with his Heavenly Father. Friend, are you troubled today? Is your heart broken in grief? Is it even hard to pray? Then just begin to read the Psalms and ask the One Who loves you to begin to speak to you through them in that "inner audible Voice" too. He will not fail to meet you at the point of your need. He says in Isaiah 26:3, "You will keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on You, because he trusts in You." He is your everlasting strength, beloved. Put your heart in His hands. He will know just what to do with it. Melissa Click HERE to return to the edited story Click HERE to create a banner that links to this story! Your e-mail address will be kept private!
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