This week was surreal. I started a new Internship at Joy Ministries in Virginia Beach... and every day I was colliding with the grace of God in a new way. Joy Ministries is an evangelistic outreach ministry that focuses on outreach to Single Moms, Low-Income Youth, and just anyone who is in need of healing.
I encountered God's grace as I interacted with people that made me reminesce about my childhood. How can I reflect upon how greatful I am for God's grace. Cold memories of my mom and I sleeping together in our bathtub in our bathroom with a heater to stay warm, brought me back to a feeling of thankfulness. We could not afford to keep the whole house warm... so we did what we had to. As I interacted on the prayer lines and in the office with some single moms who were fighting or had fought the battle of bills, loneliness, and overtime... I was taken back to my memories of my mom working as much as she could to provide for us. It was not always easy, but I am forever closer to my mom because of the battles we fought together. Now I am in disbelief, as God is allowing me to be somewhere where I can be the reminder of His arms of grace to women and children who sleep in their own bathtubs to stay warm. Thank you Jesus.
I encountered God's grace as I interacted with people that made me reminesce about my childhood. How can I reflect upon how greatful I am for God's grace. Cold memories of my mom and I sleeping together in our bathtub in our bathroom with a heater to stay warm, brought me back to a feeling of thankfulness. We could not afford to keep the whole house warm... so we did what we had to. As I interacted on the prayer lines and in the office with some single moms who were fighting or had fought the battle of bills, loneliness, and overtime... I was taken back to my memories of my mom working as much as she could to provide for us. It was not always easy, but I am forever closer to my mom because of the battles we fought together. Now I am in disbelief, as God is allowing me to be somewhere where I can be the reminder of His arms of grace to women and children who sleep in their own bathtubs to stay warm. Thank you Jesus. One of the most amazing things about my childhood was this: even if things became difficult.... I did not usually see them as such. Those nights that I had to sleep in a bathtub did not bother me much, as long as I could curl up in my moms arms... all was okay by me. I knew my mom loved me. I could rest.
I have been realizing more and more that it is kinda like that with Jesus. I have my moments where I get a little stressed about where the money is coming from for something. I stress; am I being a good enough wife, friend, daughter, Youth Director? But... He is reminding me more and more that He is going to take care of me. As long as I can curl up in my Heavenly Father's arms... all is okay by me. I can rest.
The Lord is a refuge for the oppressed, a stronghold in times of trouble. (Psalm 9:9-10)
As for my Internship....tooo much to share in one post! Stay TUNED!
3 comments:
Amen! great post, great memories :)
What a great post! I'd never heard that story before. Wow!
Great post...thanks for sharing this. I'd never heard this before either! Glad that you are able to work with those people, and share the love that God has filled you with! Love you!
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