Truly, truly, I say to you, he who
receives whomever I send receives
Me; and he who receives Me receives
Him who sent me.
John 13:20
Several
years ago, having not been in the church very long at the time, and
new even to the area because of our move from another city,
everything was new to me. It wasn't long until I was asked to teach
a Sunday school class in the church we had joined. The teacher of
the class was a staff wife and that family was going to be moving to
another pastorate. Taking the place of a very loved women's teacher
can be difficult and this one proved to be tense. We were strangers
in one room and it would take the Lord to warm things up. His plan
in a situation can be very unique.
On
one particular Sunday, I was taking prayer requests when a lady
walked in the door that was at the back of the room. I knew from
class response that folks didn't seem to know her. The lady looked
very professional in her dress and physical presence. Most visitors
when they come into a new setting like that quickly take a chair on
the back row. That wasn't happening with this lady. She walked
around the group (chairs in about five rows) and came straight to the
front row. There was no one seated on the front row so she sat down
in a chair right in front of me.
I
stopped what I was doing and turned my attention to her. I'll call
her Grace for now. I asked her name and was shocked at what happened
next...a first for me. She stood, gave her name and began listing
some things. She told me she the very professional career she had
with a local university, was a single mom to two teenage girls who
were out of control, her husband had left her for another woman and
she was recently divorced. To top it off she was just finishing
treatments for breast cancer and wasn't sure if the treatments were
working. After all of the information, she looked at me and firmly
said with tears in her eyes, “And I need a hug.” I went to her
and just held her for a longer hug than usual. I stood in utter
shock. After it all, she sat down and got her Bible out of her purse
and we went on with the class.
After
class, I needed to get to choir, but didn't want to leave her
hanging. I asked her if she read music and she said she did. I
invited her to come with me to the choir and we would sit on the back
row together. Our choir was quite large at the time. I didn't know
if she would agree to it or not but she did. In fact, she became a
faithful member of the choir and of our class. Within several weeks,
Grace became the president of our Sunday school class.
We
were very good friends for several months, having lunch together
along with phone calls I would make feeling she needed encouragement.
With one phone call, she let me know her cancer was back with a
vengeance.
Several
weeks later, I went on a trip for a week or so. When I came home
from the trip, I had a call waiting for me from Grace's mother.
Grace was in the hospital and the situation looked dire. She asked
me to come to the hospital as soon as I could get there. I had met
Grace's mother one time when she visited our class so recognized her
right away. She told me that Grace wanted to see me privately and
she honored that.
Grace
took hold of both my hands and said she had one request. Her mother
was going to move from another city to live with the two teenage
daughters. She simply said, “Will you please be a friend to my
mother?” I assured her I would do that. While holding both my
hands she began kissing the backs of them. I felt awkward but said
nothing about it. I leaned down, kissed her on the forehead, assured
her of my love. After praying with her, I left the room. Her
mother had observed things from the door and told me that Grace was
telling me goodbye.
Grace
lingered for another few days, and then peacefully went to Heaven
from a hospice where she had been moved. Within several months,
Grace's mother had to move to be with other children because of her
own health issues. Up until that time, she and I went to lunch
every Wednesday. She became a dear friend and could see so many
special things in her she had contributed to her daughter.
We
all have had “divine appointments” arranged by God alone that
have been life changing. Those divine appointments almost always
involve having a person walk into our lives seemingly out of no
where. The person may be a person from the past we haven't seen in
years. It might be a new lady coming to our Sunday school class or
that we meet at work. No matter how the person comes, it usually
takes us off guard and we wonder, “What's going on here?” God
usually brings such folks into our lives with insistence...we can't
get away from them. There may seem to be an instant “click” or
feeling of trust or acceptance. However it happens, such divine
appointments are life changing. The appointment may not last a
lifetime, but something God intends for certain days. That person
may be “Jesus with skin on” that God brings our way to minister
in our lives for a time.
I'm
spending some time these days thinking of those walking blessings God
has chosen to send my way. From them I've learned so many things,
been encouraged and blessed and have come to know Jesus so much
better. What divine appointments (folks of blessing), has God sent
your way, seemingly out of nowhere, but you knew at the time they had
come into your life for purpose. Stop and think with gratitude for
those folks who changed your life for good and God
.
.
Thank
You Father for bringing Jesus into my life. No one has changed
everything about me like He has and like He continues to do. Jesus
was, by far, my most precious Divine Appointment and I thank You for
that ongoing relationship with Him and I pray these things in His
name....Amen
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