Saturday, July 24, 2010

For Just THIS Time




There it was - for an instant it seemed impossible, but there it was...


Lee and I were tidying up the guest room for a visit from our precious daughter, Melody. It was her first visit since the home-going of her brother and our much loved son, Jim.

While putting away a multitude of Jim's papers, on top of one stack was a yellowed, hand-written letter. "Dear...."--- and right there for an inexplicable reason was a letter from Jim addressed to his sister, Melody, written in his child-like scrawl. Somehow the letter was never mailed to her, but was tucked away for thirty years for just this time.

Because it was so sweet and personal, and is her story, I will only share this part. Besides telling his sister how much he loved her, he also told her of his experience just the day before: On Easter, when he was 12, he was baptized.

Jim wrote to Melody: "It felt so good when I was lifted up out of the water because I knew my sins were forgiven."

His Dad and I had the blessing of delivering Jim's letter that was never mailed with our own hands and hugs to Mel, and were overwhelmed once again with the amazing timing and love of God. His tools of healing are rarely what we expect, but they are always perfect. We so hoped our Jim would be healed, but with a letter written by a twelve-year-old, we experienced first hand a wonderful miracle of heart-healing in the three of us that day.