Category Archives: Grace

A Memo from Heaven

Grace, Heaven, Miracles, Rainey, Relationship

I want to tell what God did tonight. It was after 2:00 in the morning, and I’d finally got both my daughter and my husband into their beds and said goodnight, and smeared their foreheads and wrists with lavender oil. My daughter’s bed is the couch tonight, so I was sneaking around, trying to be silent as I set a diffuser with one of the oils she favors. I had just turned on my iphone’s flashlight when she said something. I leaned over the back of the sofa to hear her, and suddenly there was a man’s voice next to me. I jumped, shaking the phone. A voice memo app had opened and one of the recordings had started playing. I slapped the button to stop the recording just as I recognized that the voice was Les Granier.

“Hello, this is Les. I was wondering if y’all were coming by. Please have Victor call me…”

I stared at her then at the phone, mouth agape. I said that I must have “butt-dialed” a recording of Les. I couldn’t understand how it happened. It required 3 layers of touching the exact spot to open the group, open the app, and choose the memo. Then the “play” arrow, right at the precise moment I leaned over the couch and looked into her eyes. Her face was priceless. Such a change from the last hours, days, weeks full of unbearable stress and teenage angst. Now, there was a peacefulness in her smile that I could see even in the dim light of the cell phone. I realized that the app was recording a new memo of me realizing and being astonished by what was happening! I do not know how it was possible that I could have touched the screen in the sequence that would start a new recording. Not possible, I say. Except… God.

I want to tell you, I don’t even know where that app is on my phone. I looked for it later but couldn’t find it. I had to check the recently used apps, then I got to listen to the recording of me realizing that I had somehow inadvertantly opened the group, opened that memo app, opened that recording, and hit play. It’s an unrealistic scenario created by an unreasonably benevolent God.

Wynter was just smiling though. She didn’t move or say a word; she just lay there smiling. A beautiful, wonderful smile. I asked her if she wanted to hear it again. There was actually another recording, in which Les’ voice said “I just need a couple of minutes” and she laughed. “That’s not true. He never only needed a couple of minutes.” I played it again. And again. Her peaceful smile slowly turned into heart-wrenching grief. She pressed her face into her fluffy blanket. Giant teardrops plopped down on the back of the couch as I reached over to stroked her hair and back, trying to comfort a void that cannot be filled on earth.

I sat down to write this, not wanting to let another miracle fade from memory before making a record of the details. On a whim I opened email. Any messages about the Bible Study that starts in six hours could have waited. But I checked. On a second whim, I opened an email from Ever Thine Home; a blog post by Barbara Rainey called Heart Identity Matters. She recalled a prayer written when a young, overwhelmed mother:

Father, I pray you will teach me more about my identity and my call as a mom. Teach me too the value of that call because so much of my work is inside these walls – unseen and immeasurable.

God continues to amaze me. I took heart in her encouragement:

To all of you moms who are losing sleep, staying home with sick kids, giving the best years of your life to your children, wondering if you will ever have time to yourself again hear me say, you matter!

Believe God sees and is taking account of your labors of love. Believe my word of encouragement and belief that your investment in your kids, even though you are unseen and have no great following, is more important than likes.

Barbara Rainey, EverThineHome.com

“And your Father who sees in secret will repay you!”

Matthew 6:4

And who will play a memo in the middle of the night with a voice from heaven to comfort a distressed, sleepy girl. And who will comfort her far more than even a mom could. And who gave this mom the memory of that peaceful face, and a voice memo to remind me!

Walking in Grace and Forgiveness

Forgiveness, Grace, Relationship, Teachings

I was driving down a poorly lit boulevard after dark a few days ago.  I was on the way to get my daughter a late dinner after helping a relative load our car with items to store in our attic.  I looked down at the map on my phone, attached to a holder on the console, and explained to her that the route indicated meant taking the interstate, but that I knew how to get to the restaurant using a less busy road.  I did not have a thought, did not hear anything, but my head jerked up just in time to see a person on a bicycle slowly crossing the three lanes not far ahead of me.  I slammed on my breaks.  And I even honked my horn, just out of shock, I suppose.  The person wearing all dark clothing with no refective gear at all passed without any acknowledgement of me or the incident whatsoever.

But I was shaken.  I had been looking down longer than I should have and I could have slammed into that cyclist with no pause.  It took my breath away.  I took it back and repeated “Thank You Jesus!” with more gratefulness than I have words to express.

I confessed to God and my daughter that I had been so wrong to be distracted by that map for so long.  I remembered public service announcements about how 5 seconds looking at a text message can cause disaster.  I was looking at a map, but disaster was only averted by the grace of God!  What  a mighty God we serve!  He saved me from disaster.  He saved me again!  Many times on the highways He has saved me from disaster, and has saved my very life.  Many times in many ways He has saved my life, out of His Great Grace.  And indeed He has saved my soul. Because He saved my soul, I know I will be with Him in heaven after I leave this life, so I am not concerned about dying.  But I’m concerned about the condition of my heart when I do.  I’m concerned about how I will present myself to Him when I arrive in His presence.

I was reminded of that night while listening to Priscilla Shirer telling of her grandmother who, near the end of her life, told her granddaughter that she did not want to face Jesus on her last day unable to look Him square in the face.  “Oh, Priscilla, I don’t want to meet Him with my head hung down,” she said.   Those two women understand “being right” with the Lord.  Understand the importance of giving and receiving forgiveness. And understand how vast is the unmerited favor of a gracious God!

In an article on desiringGod.org, staff writer John Bloom  wrote:

The old hymn says it beautifully: “Grace, grace, God’s grace; grace that is greater than all my sin.”

But the grace of God is not only great enough to “pardon and cleanse within.” It is so powerful, as Joseph’s older brothers learned in Genesis 45, that it can turn the most horrible sin you have ever committed against another, or has ever been committed against you, and make it the slave of his mercy.

My sin a slave to mercy?  Oh yes.  If you have not lived through challenges in your life that brought you deep enough to NEED the great, wide, vast mercy of God, then you may not be able to understand this.  If you want to gain this understanding, ask for it, but don’t get mad when you go through heavy trials… it’s the only way to get it.  (It’s the same as miracles; everyone WANTS one but nobody wants to NEED one.  But you only GET one if that’s all it could take to keep you from running down a bicyclist late one Monday night on Williams Boulevard.  Or keep you from jumping.  Or keep your leg from being amputated.  Whatever the miracle is, it needs a need to be needed.  See the struggle as the road to the miracle, the path to grace.

No one needs a vindicator who is not pursued by a foe.  Nobody who is not under attack needs to be rescued.  But don’t get mad at the attacker, look to the savior!

And then, as Psalm 54 says, we offer thanksgiving and

1 O God, save me by Your name, and vindicate me by Your might.
2 O God, hear my prayer; give ear to the words of my mouth.

3 For strangers have risen against me; ruthless men seek my life;
they do not set God before themselves. Selah

4 Behold, God is my helper; the Lord is the upholder of my life.
5 He will return the evil to my enemies; in Your faithfulness put an end to them.

6 With a freewill offering I will sacrifice to you;
I will give thanks to your name, O Lord, for it is good.
7 For He has delivered me from every trouble,
and my eye has looked in triumph on my enemies.

Give thanks for He has saved you.  Offer time to the God who saves to thank Him.