Jesus spoke in parables. He used simple stories.
I marvel at how he took something as magnificent as "the Friday, March 22, 2013
Remember the Garden!
Jesus spoke in parables. He used simple stories.
I marvel at how he took something as magnificent as "the Sunday, April 15, 2012
When you Drop the "Dis"
At my house, it seems that if you add the -age ending to a word, it makes it a little more genteel in nature, perhaps more polite in conversation. “My chestage is so sore from that workout yesterday!” See? You can totally bring that up at your husband’s fancy office dinner. Or not.
The point remains: I love words.
So it was that my thoughts drifted while taking notes in Bible study. I was initially trying to decipher how to spell the word “disappointment” while the instructor was illustrating that disappointment may lead us to God’s biggest work in our lives yet.
Dis – of course that prefix means not, opposite of, away from. Appointment — hmmm.. a role, task, assignment. Whether or not we can spell it, the weight of the word itself brings about heaviness of heart and soul, filling the eyes with tears. We all know that disappointment feels far more heavy than a clinical discussion of the word.
You know disappointment first-hand, no doubt. The job, the child, the home, the spouse, the life you were counting on in some regard didn’t happen. And your heart was broken.
The last year has been a series of disappointments for our family. A job loss for my husband was unexpected. A new job then required a move for our family, which our teens let us know wasn’t in their life plan. Now the new location and cost of living has me sending out resume’s and applying for jobs only to hear again and again, “No thank you, you aren’t quite right..” or to be told nothing at all.

Faith is leaning into the word itself and hearing Him whisper: “See? Child, I’m telling you. This isn’t your appointment. This isn’t what I have for you. I have so much more for you. Dry your eyes. Dust yourself off. Move on.”
Is it possible that God can use my disappointment to move me to a Divine Appointment in my life?
Consider some heroes in the faith from scripture:
– Hannah, disappointed every month when she still was unable to have a child. Finally, finally… God blessed her with Samuel. Samuel that she gave back to God and who spoke for him.
– Ruth, widowed and alone, found her kinsmen-redeemer, and ended up giving birth to Obed. She has a spot in the lineage of Christ now.
– Sarah, my own namesake. Her disappointment at watching the calendar flip year after year with no children led her to desperation. She eventually would be redeemed, known as “Mother of many.”
The sting of my job rejection disappointments may subside as I journey deeper in with the Lord seeking my divine appointment. I’m trusting I’ll know it when I see it.
The boxes are mostly unpacked in our new home as the kids are making friends at school, and we are blessed to be employed again. (What is the grace period for living with boxes in your house after you’ve moved? I’m pretty sure I’m pushing it…)
The hurt of the disappointments is healing while I seek time with the Lord. My faith can be a shaky seedling some days, but I am hopeful that I will grow into His divine appointment for me.
Monday, March 19, 2012
By His Power, For His Glory
If we proclaim to have faith in God then why is it so difficult for us to demonstrate faith during our most vulnerable times? Why do we tend to rely on earthly resources before putting our reliance in a God that is so great that He surpasses all knowledge… a God with infinite attributes who allows us to draw on his resources?
God works through our weaknesses (II Cor. 11:28 - 12:6) and strengthens us when we are weak and tired. (I Cor. 1: 8, 9) He provides us not with weapons of the world, but weapons of divine power to demolish strongholds. (II Cor. 10:4) We are not alone in facing our troubles. God is faithful. He has proved that over and over in the bible and in our lives.
The resurrection of Jesus Christ gives us hope through our struggles each and every day. Everything we do by His Power and for His Glory will last to eternity. Commit to being preoccupied with being holy in all matters of life and demonstrating your faith by total reliance in God.
For this reason, I kneel before the Father. I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. To Him be the glory forever and ever! Amen.
Carla Henson
Saturday, February 11, 2012
The Right Words
Is it better for his little body to be amongst the angels, YES.
Was it hard on the family to deal with a son, nephew, cousin and grandson losing his battle….Absolutely.
So as I pack my bag, what words do I use when I see them?
"Sorry, know how you feel…" (NO)
"So sorry for your loss…" (Yes, but so standard)
Romans 5:1-5
Therefore, since we have been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ.
Through him we have also obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God. More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God's love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.
Heavenly Father,
I humbly come before you thanking you for the life, health and blessings we receive daily.
I thank you for placing people in my life that help me with my heavenly walk. I ask that you embrace the Ferron family as they all come together to honor a family member. Please allow everyone to see your love and let it flow into their hearts. Be with all those who have lost family members or who are in a battle now. Thank you for choosing to send your son, to die on the cross, so that the hope of heaven is here for us all.
In Your Son’s name I pray,
Amen
Ashleigh Feuerbacher
Stephenville, Texas
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Dancing with Fear
And maybe we don’t even realize that we’re acting out of fear. It can be deeply entrenched in other things, so deeply entrenched that we can’t even pick it out of a crowd of emotions and thoughts . . .
I’m afraid to pursue a career that evokes all my passion because I might not make that much money.
I’m afraid to give up [insert addiction here] because living without it might be hard.
I’m afraid to apologize because it might be rejected.
I’m afraid to share the gospel because it might not be accepted.
I’m afraid to love people unconditionally because they might not love me back.
I’m afraid to ask questions in my faith because I might not find answers that I like.
I’m afraid to delve deeper into the Word because it might call me to a higher standard than I’ve previously pursued.
I’m afraid to give away the things that I have to people who need them more than I do because I might live a little less comfortably as a result.
. . . But I’d rather not settle for dwelling in the conditional nature of that which comes after the “mights.” Living life running from the “mights” isn’t living life at all. It’s hiding from life. If you really hate this life and if you’re really discontented, maybe you need to check out your motives for doing the things that you do. If the reasoning behind them is because the alternative has more risk involved, then no wonder you’re unhappy. The joy of investing in an experience that is inherently good should outweigh your fear of possible consequences.
I Corinthians 1:28-31
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Just Ask
“I am the door, and the person who enters through me will be saved and will be able to come in and go out and find pasture. A thief comes to steal and kill and destroy, but I came to give life—life in all its fullness.” John 10:9-10
Take notice of a few things. The promise is bed-rock solid and there for us, but we must understand Jesus is the only way. There is only one door to life. We must ask to find this door and we must seek the door. This is our choice and it is a daily choice. Notice and be warned that there is a thief who will come to steal our hearts and minds away. The thief, Satan will do all in his power to divert us. We are easy prey to wealth, troubles, and the day to day worries of this life. To be warned is to be armed. The battle is worth it. Take heart from the promise of God that if we seek Him we will find Him. If we seek Him first everything else we worry about will be taken care of. He promises us that. We must fight our stubborn and fearful hearts. Accept that the Lord is good and that life will be found in Him and Him alone.
Father open my eyes to see You and Your salvation. Guide me in paths of righteousness. Deliver me from evil. Thank you for Your promises. Amen
Shallowater
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Materialism is Harmful for Marriages
Carl Smith
Stephenville, Texas
Monday, October 24, 2011
Nate the Great
Someone once told me that a good question to ask yourself when you are going through tough times is, “What does God want me to learn from this situation…or how can I draw nearer to God through this…?” Lately, I have been blessed with some challenging events that caused me to ask those very questions.
This summer our 2 ½ year old, Nate broke his leg running down a hill at a friend’s house. His legs got ahead of him and he slipped on the grass. His body turned sideways and his downhill leg went out from under him, while the up-hill leg pronated inward and rotated. The effect was a loud, sickening “pop” that resulted in all the parents present to run to his aid. Later after some late night x-rays we found out that he had a double break with a spiral fracture of the left femur. I was weeks away from delivering our third child and having nearly constant contractions.
Nate was placed in a hip-spica cast, which runs the length of the broken leg, to the knee on the opposite leg, up to the middle of the chest and held together by a 1 inch dowel across his thighs. He was in the cast for six weeks. Three and half weeks into his casting I delivered our third child via c-section. Thankfully, both of our moms came from Texas to help for nearly a month. If they hadn’t come to Alaska, I might have been committed to the loony bin.
Three weeks “post-cast” Nate and I walked out to the storage cabin behind our house to retrieve some toys. Nate had been walking about ten days and was still a little shaky. He clung tightly to my hand as we painstakingly traversed the uneven, muddy ground. Normally, our trek would have taken about ten minutes; this day it took a little under an hour. As we slowly walked I admired the Alaskan fall beauty that surrounded us and tried not to cry over my son’s struggle. His broken leg had healed nearly a half inch shorter and I wondered if his severe limp would ever go away. My mind worried ahead to possible future athletic disappointments, lifelong physical pain, and social stigma. As if he was reading my mind, Nate said, “Momma, I want to run.”
“Okay, let’s give it a try…” I replied uncertainly.
“Not yet, not today…I can’t…but I will run, momma. I will,” he emphatically stated as he trudged ever so slowly onward.
His “declaration of overcoming” hit me squarely between the eyes. No matter the outcome of his accident, God was already training his heart and mine.
The passage in John 4 encourages us to be aware of false prophesies, but can also stand as a reminder to be aware of Satan’s schemes. He wants nothing more than for God’s children to worry about tomorrow and to doubt the power of Him who resides in us. Satan and his workers are also seeking to make us forget that God has already overcome our greatest problem (death) and through him WE are OVERCOMERS as well. God is bigger than any problem we might face in this world, even the gut-wrenching, heart-rending pain of seeing your child suffer. In fact, he understands better than anyone.
Dear God, thank you for being greater than all that stands against us. You are the great overcomer, and we praise you for inviting us to do the same.
Dana Jaworski
Anchor Point, Alask
Sunday, August 14, 2011
What is Your Suffering?
That is what the wife wished that all could have.
That is what the woman proclaimed as so good.
Thank you Father for always pursuing me. I want to taste true communion with You where there is true life and peace. Lead me to that life however You need to.
Shallowater
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Prayer VS Worry
I’ve worried about first impressions, political correctness, terminal diseases, whether my house is going to sell or not and the list goes on. In spite of all this worrying I am still alive and well and bills are paid and life is good.
Over the span of my 32 years on this earth (yes, I know I am young and still have a lot to learn), worrying accounts for numerous hours of invaluable time that I will never get back. Over the past several months, I have been in constant conversations with my God and have made a conscious effort to spend my time more wisely and more enjoyably. Yeah, I know you are probably thinking, "Come on, Landon, I have heard this time after time and this is a Basic 101 concept, but how do I get to the root cause and stop actual worry?" By reading this far in this article if you’re not convinced yet to give up worrying (I know easier said, than done), here are some biblical reasons not to worry. This is the answer to the questions you have formulated in your head up to this point.
1. Worrying accomplishes absolutely nothing.
If you are like me, I do not have time to waste these days and worrying is a waste of very precious time to solve a problem or bring about a solution. Why waste the time and effort? Matthew 6:27-29 asks if all your worries add a single moment to your life. And why worry about your clothing? Look at the lilies of the field and how they grow. They don’t make their clothing, yet Solomon in all his glory was not dressed as beautifully as they are.
2. Worrying is not good for you.
Worrying is destructive to us in more ways than one. It is mentally destructive. It can cause us to grow physically sick. Proverbs 12:25 says worry weighs a person down, but an encouraging word cheers a person up.
3. Worrying is the opposite of trusting God.
The energy that we spend worrying can be put to much better use in prayer.
Philippians 4:6-7 reminds us not to worry about anything. Instead, we should pray about everything. Tell God what you need and thank Him for all He has done. Then you will experience God’s peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. His peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Jesus Christ.
4. Worrying puts our focus in the wrong direction.
When we keep our focus on God, we know how much He loves us and we realize we truly have nothing to worry about. God has a plan for us and part of that plan is taking care of us. Even when difficult times arise and it seems God does not care, we put our heart and soul in His hands and focus on His kingdom. God will take care of our every need. Matthew 6:31-33 says we shouldn’t worry about such things as: 'What will we eat? What will we drink? What will we wear?' These things dominate the thoughts of unbelievers, but our heavenly Father already knows all our needs. Seek the kingdom of God above all else and live righteously, and He will give you everything you need. 1 Peter 5:7 says we should give all our worries and cares to God, for He cares about us.
Father, Give us the strength and wisdom to be conscious and put our total focus on you. You loved us so much and care for us so dearly that you sent Jesus to die for us. Help us to be constantly reminded of that and strengthen our faith. We love you, in your precious name, Amen.
Landon Kribbs
Springtown, Texas
Friday, August 5, 2011
Calling on the Name of the Lord Sets Us Free
“By the rivers of
where we sat down.
And there we wept,
as we remembered
O, the wicked!
Carried us away to captivity,
required from us a song.
How can we sing the Lord’s
song in a strange land?
So, let the words of our mouths
and the meditation of our hearts
be acceptable in thy sight, O Lord.”
“Don’t you know that when you offer yourselves to someone as obedient slaves, you are slaves of the one you obey—whether you are slaves to sin, which leads to death, or to obedience, which leads to righteousness? 17 But thanks be to God that, though you used to be slaves to sin, you have come to obey from your heart the pattern of teaching that has now claimed your allegiance. 18 You have been set free from sin and have become slaves to righteousness.”
Anchor Point
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Wrestling
Friday, July 29, 2011
Off-Season Training
The temperature has been over 100 degrees a record 51 times already this year. This summer will probably go down as the hottest ever. Nowadays, summer workouts take place in most Texas towns – for those getting ready for Friday nights in the fall. When coaching football, the heat comes with the territory. It was several degrees over 100 a couple of years ago one summer evening. Golden sunshine tinted the trees and shadows lengthened, as a lone runner caught my eye. He looked like one of the players on my football team. He had already worked out earlier that day – what was he doing running now?Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Identity Theft
As it is with anything, when something bad happens to you, you tend to rely on Jesus a little more than normal. Through this I have found myself praying, pleading and asking Jesus to solve this problem for me. Not only have I had the problem of dealing with “Identity Theft,” but through this experience I have found another problem and that is not relying on Jesus 100% of the time. I find myself racing through life trying to conquer things on my own. The majority of the time I do not encounter major problems like the one I just described. But, once something beyond my control happens, I automatically turn to the One Who has the power to fix everything.
But, why is that? That is not fair to Jesus. Why don’t I rely on him totally even when I’m not having “problems” of one kind or another? These questions are far more important than my Identity issue and constantly make me think of just how far I get out of line with my Christian journey.
Jesus wants our identity and personal information. After all he went to the cross for us. When you take a step back and ponder the fact of losing your identity, it is a horrifying thing. But, losing your identity to Jesus is brings much comfort. James 4: 7-10 says, “Submit yourselves, then, to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you. Come near to God and he will come near to you. Wash your hands, you sinners, and purify your hearts, you double-minded. Grieve, mourn and wail. Change your laughter to mourning and your joy to gloom. Humble yourselves before the Lord, and he will lift you up.”
Holy Father, thank you for loving us. Your love and forgiveness are rejuvenating. Dear God, forgive us for not relying on you 100% of the time. When this happens, we are always reminded that you are in control and deserve that control. Dear God, thank you for loving us and we love you. Amen.
Landon Kribbs
Springtown, Texas
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Looking in the Right Places
"Blessings" BY LAURA STORY
"We pray for blessings
We pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering
All the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love us way too much to give us lesser things
‘Cause what if your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise
We pray for wisdom
Your voice to hear
And we cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love
As if every promise from Your Word is not enough
All the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we'd have faith to believe
‘Cause what if your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
And what if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise
When friends betray us
When darkness seems to win
We know the pain reminds this heart
That this is not, this is not our home,
It's not our home
‘Cause what if your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
And what if a thousand sleepless nights
Are what it takes to know You’re near
What if my greatest disappointments
Or the aching of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy
And what if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are your mercies in disguise"
Thank You, for the reassurance of Your goodness and Your presence, especially that lonely winter morning.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
On Our Way to Trust
“And we know that God causes all things to work together for good for those who love God, to those who are called according to His purposes.”
“If God is for us, who can be against us?”
Count it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance. And let endurance have its perfect result, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing.” (Romans 8:28, 31; James 1:2-4)
These words from Paul and James are familiar to most believers. They are favorite “go-to” verses for a lot of people. And, they read quickly. But, how often has a moment in life left us speechless in the presence of these familiar texts? Traveling across the terrain of thought encompassed in these texts was anything but a walk in the park. It more aptly resembled intergalactic travel!
I recall listening to a dear sister tossing these verses on the floor in a conversation a few years ago as she unloaded her struggle to trust God through a particularly difficult time in her life. She said, “I feel so weak. I feel so ashamed. I’ve known these verses all my life. I know how I should respond to this situation, but my heart is so distracted, heavy and weak. I just thought I was more mature than this.”
Ever felt like that? I have on more than one occasion. Trials can find the seam between knowledge and conviction and test its strength. And, it doesn’t take long for the test results to come back to us.
One of the misconceptions about faith is that if we know the truth we can (and should!) snap it into place when trials crash into our lives. Truth is, most of us don’t respond to hard times in an intellectually snappy way.
Graciously, God has scattered across the landscape of scripture realistic pictures of “trust in action”. In our hurry to get to a good verse on trust (and I confess I’ve done it more than once!) we look past these blessed pictures.
Throughout the book of Psalms the Spirit has given us psalms of lament. (Individual lament: 3, 4, 5, 7, 9-10, 13, 14, 17, 22, 25, 26, 27, 28, 31, 36, 39, 40:12-17, 41, 42-43, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 59, 61, 64, 70, 71, 77, 86, 89, 120, 139, 141, 14; Community lament: 12, 44, 58, 60, 74, 79, 80, 83, 85, 89, 90, 94, 123, 126, 129; Penitential: 6, 32, 38, 51, 102, 130, 143; Imprecatory: 35, 69, 83, 88, 109, 137, 140). While many of the Psalms focus on praising God, a huge chunk of the book focuses on lament. The writers kick and scream at life situations. They throw familiar theology around the room like a bouncing ball. They lay it all on the living room carpet! They don’t work out faith in minutes; it takes days, weeks and months. Trial to trust is not a straight line.
Then there is Job. He was a righteous man. But, after a week of silence and “blessed be the name of the Lord”…well…he takes God to task. He rifles questions at God. He even curses the day he was born! Trial to trust is not a straight line.
Then there is Jesus. Even though his moves are in concert with His Father’s purposes and the knowledge of messianic scriptures are etched into his mind, he doesn’t turn himself in and say “let’s move to trial!” He collapses into prayer in the garden of Gethsemane…3 times. Hebrews 5:7 provides us with a glimpse into Jesus heart: “In the days of his flesh Jesus offered up prayers and supplications with loud cries and tears to him who was able to save him from death, and he was heard because of his reverence.” Even for the Savior, trial to trust was not lived in a straight line. It comes with difficulty, struggle and lots of emotion.
Surrendering our lives to God is a meandering road. Thoughts, impulses, questions, and emotions play off one another in the presence of “trust verses” when we are traveling across the rocky terrain of a particularly trying moment. Control. Security. Safety. Avoidance of pain. That’s how we’re wired. But, trust is so counter to who we are as human beings. “Speak Lord, your servant is listening” is a scary proposition. “Not my will, but yours be done” is equally unsettling. I’m not sure where the idea came from that we cruise through faith challenges with a bible and a calculator. The truth of the matter is nobody does it that way. Life hurts. We feel pain. The unknown scares us. And, to add insult to injury, to think that our “back and forth” in moments of trial is anything short of normal fuels our weakness and makes us vulnerable to the kind of collapse that the Evil One is hoping to achieve in our rocky moments.
Like you, I’m so thankful the Holy Spirit has blessed us with an honest picture of what trusting God looks and sounds like. The transparency of the psalmists. The candid speeches in the book of Job. Jesus’ example of how to wrestle trust into place. We need them all. We need them because “unpredictables” still happen. We need to know that it is okay to cry. To sit in silence before the Lord. To scream if need be. To ask people to pray for us because we don’t know how to pray. To tell God that we are in a strange situation and feel like infants who can’t tell their left hand from their right. It’s all part and parcel of how you fit yourself into the skin of trust.
Prayer
O Lord, thank you for being Faithful and True. Thank you for being near to us and promising that you will never forsake us. And, thank you for showing us what it means to stumble and stagger our way into your arms. Strengthen our hearts with such a reminder when we find ourselves in uncharted territory. When life doesn’t’ make sense. When we flat don’t know what to do next. Weave your word into our hearts in a more mature way that we might know you are with us in the “back and forth” that is our faith coming of age. Amen.
Randy Daugherty
Stephenville, Texas
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Trusting Him
I spent Thanksgiving week in the hospital with my sister. She had a routine procedure which was complicated by a mineral imbalance. Her procedure was on Monday and we were still there on Thursday, Thanksgiving Day, which was three days longer than expected. Nights are not very restful in hospitals with nurse visits every 4 hours and blood work in between. On Wednesday night at about 2 am, I remember the technician drawing blood. The look of desperation on my sister’s face was so intense. We all wanted to go home, but she especially wanted to go home. It was more than just getting out of the hospital. It was imposing a strange gloom on her that was turning into depression. As soon as the technician left early that morning and I saw her face, I had this deep impulse to pray in the most raw and honest way. With her hands held in mine, I prayed a prayer of complete surrender. I asked our Father to show His power in a quick, obvious, unequivocal way by making her get better. It was through raw emotion and overwhelming tears that I petitioned Him. After thanking Him for His Son and for His grace offered so freely, I uttered the word, “Amen.” At that very instant, I had a calming peace and confidence in knowing that we–my sister and I–had completely, wholeheartedly surrendered, trusting the Lord would deliver.
Her next lab result would not show a significant improvement, but our faith and trust remained. We continued to hope her condition would improve, AND IT DID! Our family spent Thanksgiving Day in the hospital and shared that holiday meal with other families in the same situation. We had so much to be thankful for. We had each other! Even though her condition prevented her from going home, it wasn’t life threatening. Yes, it was inconvenient, but she was alive. We all are alive! This ‘hard’ time for my family certainly doesn’t compare to what many people have experienced in their own hard times. But, it was a moment in time for me that was difficult–one that I had struggled with surrendering.
Sometimes I fail to fully surrender to His power and mercy. When I finally reach the point of realizing I am not in control and His will must be made complete, do I finally TRUST Him to take care of it! Placing complete trust in Him brings a peace and confidence in knowing the situation will be resolved according to His eternal plan.
I am encouraged by these scriptures, perhaps you will be too:
And the God of all grace, who called you to his eternal glory in Christ, after you have suffered a little while, will himself restore you and make you strong, firm and steadfast. To Him be the power forever and ever. (1 Peter 5:10-11)
I will lead the blind by ways they have not known, along unfamiliar paths I will guide them; I will turn the darkness into light before them and make the rough places smooth. These are the things I will do; I will not forsake them. (Isaiah 42:16)
Father, thank you for loving me enough to send your Son to Calvary for my sin. Forgive me, Father, when I fail to trust you in ALL things. Help me to completely surrender my whole life to you. Thank you for your love and grace. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
Michelle Tittor
Cleburne, Texas
Monday, December 27, 2010
Hard Times
Series: Trusting God in Hard Times
HARD TIMES! What are they? According to WIKIPEDIA , to give someone a “hard time” is to cause difficulty for that person, or to treat that person severely. Hard times are very personal. Satan has a way of knowing just how to tempt us. What you consider severe treatment I may “blow off” and ignore. Everyone has “hard times,” most of us more than once, many of us frequently. If you haven’t had any, be assured that they will come. Some people even seem to live their lives waiting for the next “hard time.” As Stephen C. Foster wrote in his song, “My Old Kentucky Home,” “By’n by hard times comes a-knocking at the door, . .”
We are promised hard times if we live as Christians. We may be ridiculed, lied about, ignored, forsaken by those we love, scorned by others. Business may be destroyed, possessions wiped out. And these are just the easy problems! What about the tortures of the early Christians? Have you known anyone recently who died for The Faith? Whose family has been ripped apart, taken into slavery? No one I know has been thrown to the lions, or burned at the stake, or even whipped to death, for any reason, much less for The Faith. If I had my own “trial by fire,” could I endure?
When I was in high school, a girl I knew had not one, but two abortions (both illegal at that time). I could not believe that anyone would do this! I already believed, without discussion with anyone else, that life begins at conception. My reading of God’s Word had made this plain to me. While in high school, I promised myself, deep inside myself, that I would never intentionally cause harm to any child of mine, before or after birth. Without consultation with any human, this was my conviction
During the 1950’s and ‘60’s there was an especially hard epidemic of Rubella, a usually harmless “childhood” disease. About 25% of babies whose mothers contracted Rubella during the first trimester of pregnancy were born with “congenital rubella syndrome.” As quoted from kidshealth.org:
Rubella in a pregnant woman can cause congenital rubella syndrome, with potentially devastating consequences for the developing fetus. Children who are infected with rubella before birth are at risk for growth retardation; mental retardation; malformations of the heart and eyes; deafness; and liver, spleen, and bone marrow problems. Nothing that medicine or other therapies could offer would positively affect the outcome of the pregnancy.
I contracted Rubella between the second and third months of my second pregnancy, the absolute worst time to have it because of all the development occurring in the baby at that time. My immunity prior to my breaking out with the tell-tale spots was “zero.” After all signs of the disease were gone, my immunity was so high it could not be accurately measured. While in training as a Speech Pathologist, I had worked with both children and their parents following the birth of a child with “congenital rubella syndrome.” I had seen the heartbreak of the parents, the handicaps of the children, who frequently were unable to care for themselves or learn past normal 3 – 5 year development. Now, I felt, I had caused this “curse” on my own child whom I wanted so much! HARD TIMES had hit!
My doctor insisted on an abortion. Colorado had just passed the first abortion law in the United States. It stated if two doctors agreed that continuation of the pregnancy would result in serious medical or emotional problems for either the fetus or the mother, a legal abortion could be performed. So, I could fly there, have the abortion, come home, and all would be well. One major problem my doctor had not considered…Me!I wanted this child, but I wanted this child to be healthy! Here I was, carrying this life conceived on purpose in love, yet, as I reasoned then, I was responsible for (i.e., blamed) for his ruined life! (I have since learned the difference between responsibility and blame.) I felt, “How could I bear to sentence my child to a life of extreme difficulty hardship? How could I handle it?” Yet I knew I couldn’t purposely kill this child! I dove into a deep depression.
I told my doctor, “No.” Paul (my husband) was in complete agreement with me. But very few people were. I lived the next seven months in torture, mentally, physically, and spiritually. I continued to suffer from depression, yet I had to care for our year-and-one-half old daughter every day, and try to keep our home going. I could hardly tolerate for anything to touch my skin. I felt like I was stung by everything that touched me. So the doctor put me on pain killers and anti-depressants (both dangerous to a developing fetus).I spent my afternoons during our daughter’s nap time writhing in agony on the bed, sobbing repeatedly, “Oh, God, please!” That is ALL I could pray for seven months! I could do nothing but endure. My faith was so weak!
I had yet to internalize the scripture from Romans 8:26-27:
In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express. And he who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for the saints in accordance with God’s will. (NIV)
Through the Spirit’s intervention Almighty God heard my prayers. Our son was born a healthy 8+ pounds. His development was precociously fast; he totally defied all human predictions regarding rubella syndrome. This child whom medical experts said I should abort is a faithful son to God, his Heavenly Father. He has known from an early age, Who saved him from a lifetime of disabilities. How could anyone have suggested that I terminate that life? I praise God daily for His merciful kindness!
That was truly a “Hard Time” for me. I learned that if God, in all His love and power, could see me through constant seven-month anguish, could and did protect our son from the ravages of rubella syndrome, He can and will see me through anything this world has to strike me with. His answer is not always the one I seek. But in His perfect love, “. . . we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” (Rom. 8:28, NIV)
How did I get through that “Hard Time”? Prayer! Intervention of the Spirit! In my weakness I did not understand the intervention of the Spirit. But God was, as He always is, faithful. His Word is perfect, His promises are true, our trust in Him will prove His love. Some babies are born with disabilities, some acquire them. Not everything we pray for will receive the answer we seek, but God wants to send only His best for our eternity. Sometimes He sends HARD TIMES! and we grow. But He will see us through. This life is brief. He who endures shall receive a crown of life, forever no Hard Times but PERFECT “TIMES” with our God!
Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him. James 1:12 (NIV). . . Be faithful, even to the point of death, and I will give you the crown of life. Rev. 2:10 (NIV)Almighty God, help us to know You better, to trust You, to love You, to believe that You want only the best for us. Sustain us through our “Hard Times.” Help us to trust that You know what is best, and that truly “Good Times” on earth are only those times we live in service and love to You. Thank you for the intervention of your Spirit, who helps us know and love You more. Through Jesus, our Savior, Amen.
Marilyn Schulze
Stephenville, Texas





