I have a ficus tree that is part of my decor. Actually I have two of them. One is in the dining room and one is in the living room. They serve as a home for some of my inspirational words of motivation. One such trinket is a little white wooden item that simply says HOPE.
The other day I sat down with my morning coffee and happened to glance up at the tree. My little wooden sign had tumbled from its assigned parking spot and was all askew several limbs down near the base of the trunk. As my eyes fell on this, I distinctly heard these words.."Don't let your HOPE Shatter."
I was surprised to hear these words because I didn't know my hope was in fear of shattering. I thought I was OK, strong enough to withstand most things. Even the trial of Moriah's cancer diagnosis did not appear to have shaken me beyond my Hope for her healing. In examining where I was with this issue, I asked that the Lord reveal any hidden meanings that I was blind to.
As the day wore on, my spirit came under attack. All my doubts and uncertainty came to the surface of my heart. Suddenly I was overwhelmed. The grief of Rachel and Earl, Moriahs parents, as they suffer the reality of a disease that could not only destroy their daughters body, but could also kill her, clouded my heart. The distress and silent suffering of her siblings, including her twin sister Ashlee, clouded my senses. The fact that Satan and his evil minions had chosen to invade our family caused anguish to my soul. Huddled at the foot of the cross, trying to keep my head above water so as not to drown in my tears, I cried out for deliverance.
It was then that I once again heard those words.."Don't let your HOPE be shattered." As I huddled in the darkness of my fractured faith, I realized that it is God who knows the end result of all things. It is God who gave his son for us all. It is he who knows how it feels to loose a beloved child. If anyone can comfort me, Lord it is you. Only you can comfort me in the midst of the possibilities that loom ahead.
I will look to you as the one in whom I trust day and night. Your faithfulness is forever...even when all around me is frightening and dark. Lord as you hold onto Rachel and Earl during this nightmare, may your glory be brought to the forefront. Be glorified in all that is ahead. I will trust in your faithfulness. I look back on the things you have brought me through. Lord, I will hold onto your truth that says that regardless of what I see, you are my strong tower. Lord, I pray that you bring Moriah through this in triumph. You have a plan and a destiny for her life. Lord I pray for her life. Let her bling be be bright as the noonday sun. You are my God and you reign. Let the redeemed of the Lord sing Halleluiah. Let us remember that you are the one true God.
Whether Moriah lives or dies, you will still be God...You are still sovereign. If Rachel and Earl are called to loose their child, they will not be the only parents to have lost a child. My niece Kimberly and her husband spent six years loving their horribly deformed child, giving her all the care they could to make her comfortable, all the while, knowing their little girl would not live. Yet they did it with grace. If I must go down that same journey, I am not the only grandmother to loose a grandchild. Evangeline is a grandmother who not only saw her 2yr. old granddaughter almost drown, but as a result of that accident, also had to take care of this very disabled child in her own home for several years before the child died. Know one gets to choose what their journey will look like. They do, however, get to chose how they walk it. Whether or not they walk it with grace is up to each individual person.
Lord, I pray for your grace to cover us all during this part of our journey with Moriah. I pray that you come through for her on our behalf. I pray that Moriah is brought through as a trophy of faith. The word is full of instances where children were spared to complete their destiny. Issac was spared as he was asked to be a sacrificial test, Moses was spared to deliver a nation when the king wanted all the boys killed, Mephibosheth, Jonathan 's son, was spared simply so that King David could show kindness to someone in Jonathan's family. And of coarse, Jesus was spared as a baby so that we could all be delivered from the consequences of sin.
I don't know what Moriah's destiny will be, but I continue to ask that she come through this cancer diagnosis and let the spiritual DNA that was placed in her before she was born, come forth and shine. I thank you ahead of time that she be the person she was meant to be and that all her bling ..both earthly and spiritual, will show and shine brightly for ever and ever..
Regardless of what my eyes see, I will continue to look to the Lord to keep me faithful and true. He has been faithful to me during all the hard times in the past. I will continue to trust in the one true God and I will not allow my HOPE to be shattered.
