Many years ago while I was teaching in St. Marys, Georgia, having the time of my life with seventh graders and the Heaven Bound Youth Group at my church, I got a Monday afternoon call from the IMB, informing me that I had just been approved by the personnel committee for appointment to teach at Baptist High School in Jos, Nigeria. Now for me that was a miracle of God’s grace, but I was at a loss as to how to express my joy, though I had been longing for this opportunity for several years. My laid back personality takes some time to catch up with my heart when I get such wonderful news. Such was the case this past week when my wife and I were driving across Alabama and into Mississippi and my phone rang. When Becky answered it was my doctor, who explained to us that my genome testing results had come, and that my cancer had been labelled Low Risk, meaning that there would be no need for further treatment since the likelihood of it spreading to other parts of my body over the next ten years was only2%. Well, you can’t dance when you’re driving, but you can pray, you can say, “Thank you, Jesus. . .”
When a miracle comes
While you’re fighting to stay awake
On an empty stretch of interstate
It resonates deep inside your bones
So that the realization of prayers
Begins working from the inside out
And there’s no shouting
For some joy is too deep for noise
While your heart weeps for joy
As your Father works one more wonder
While you drive one more mile
And whisper, “Thank you, Jesus.”
April 21, 2016
Psalm 92: 4
For You have made me rejoice, LORD,
by what you have done;
I will shout for joy
because of the works of Your hands.
So all the dreams we’ve had of getting back to Niger and Sahel Academy which had been on hold, while still marveling at the goodness God has shown us in the midst of the delay; suddenly, they are there opening up before us as if God is saying, “Now, the time is right, you are now ready, and the opportunity for My glory being strengthened by your going is now most probable. Go. I fulfil your deepest longings as they are truly now aligned with Mine own.”
Not every miracle appears with heavenly lights
And an angelic chorus praising the power of God,
And yet possibly they do, though we in our earthly
State simply cannot yet discern their glorious lights
Nor are our ears so attuned as to hear the purest music
Beyond this universe; but in our hearts He grants us
Grace to let us know this wonder He has done for joy
That touches us with the unmistakable power
Of His perfect love, and so we shine with happiness
That brightens up our day and so, everyone around us
And somehow we sing and dance as angels do though we
Remain earth bound even now as He fulfils our truest yearnings.
April 22, 2016
Psalm 139: 14-16
I will praise You because I have been remarkably and wonderfully made.
Your works are wonderful, and I know that very well.
My bones were not hidden from You
when I was made in secret, when I was formed in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw me when I was formless;
all my days were written in Your book and planned
before a single one of them began.