The Interrupted Picnic
My goals are set (I smile to myself because my mother use to tell me that if I wasn’t persuaded to change my mind before it was set,âÂ?¦âÂ?¦once it was set, there was no stopping me. I run that memory thru my mind again and again)
On June 13, 1964 when I was 16, my family, a couple of neighbors, and a classmate went on an interrupted picnic. Before the day was over, my father and sister had drowned, my father had pulled me out of the water saving my life before the undertow took his life, a good Samaritan had saved the life of one neighbor, AND it was the first time that I saw HEAVENS LIGHT!
As the search for my father and sister was in progress I saw this super bright light come from a cloudy sky and I saw the image of my father carrying my sister up the light into the clouds. I said “Oh look, there’s my father, he has my sister, he’s walking up that beam of light”. After I said what I saw, something came and snatched my breath away and down I went. I could still hear but I couldn’t open my eyes and I couldn’t talk. Two ladies had come to restrain me because I kept trying to get back into the water to help in the search for my father and sister. I could hear the lady on my left say “she fainted, good” and the lady on my right said, “yes but did you hear what she said before she fainted”?
My mother left to rejoin the interrupted picnic in May of 1999, and my life has changed. She was my business partner, my best friend, and above all, she was my unconditionally loving mother. She would always encourage me when I was down, and she laughed at or with me when I did something to amuse her. She cried for me when I was hurt or hurting and this was a kind of love that I had NEVER been without. All of that is another story for another time.
I was fired from a job that I loved in April of 2005, (my mother loved it too, every time I would talk about quitting it, she would persuade me not to). For 13 years I worked with one of Detroit’s local radio stations doing the overnight traffic reports. Now everything in my life that was my foundation of living is up for grabs. I have this abundance of unconditional love that I use to give to my mother, now waiting to serve an unknown purpose. I have a whole imagination full of amusing things to show and tell someone and I want to dry up the tears I cry for myself, so that I can truly smile again.
April 2005, that’s when I was told not to come back to my job. That moment in time was so dramatic it reminded me of the interrupted picnic. I thought my life was over, and that’s when the presents of the holy spirit became known to me. I can only describe the experience as something that I had heard stories of over the years. And just like in Ezekiel 3:14, the spirit lifted me up and took me away. I went in bitterness and turmoil, but the Lord’s hold on me was strong. All of a sudden something took a hold of me, shut me up, turned me around lead me out of that office and is now leading me in another direction than what I was traveling before. When my spirit guide herded me into the corral of life’s decisions and pointed me toward the door of public speaking of GOD’S WORD, I was surprised, a bit confused and above all I was unsure of myself. I’m a sinner, and the first mental meal on my new journey was How To Prepare Sermons And Gospel Addresses, at the Birmingham Bible Institute.
(Acts 1:8) You shall receive power after the holy Ghost has come upon you and you shall be witnesses to me unto the uttermost part of the earth”.
I have been instructed to open my mouth, start telling my stories of blessings, and encourage others to start seeing the blessings in their own lives.
I don’t dare fight against the message, I want to start paving my way to the interrupted picnic in silver and gold. The silver of my learned lessons, and the gold of my experiences. I must tell my stories, I must show the blessings as I see them, and those who will see the light, will understand.
(Gain thru Loss, Matt. 19:29, John 12:24, Phil 3:8)
GOD IS GOOD
You know how people will say “I’m just waiting for my ship to come in,” âÂ?¦Well I’m here to tell you that the ship is already here and I’m on board. You don’t need a ticket, what you do need is to believe, believe with all of your heart and soul, make up your mind to believe that the wings of faith will carry you across troubled waters,âÂ?¦your feet may get wet sometimes, but believing in the Lord Jesus Christ will pull you through.
(Isaiah 43:10-11) “You are my witnesses said the Lord, and my servant whom I have chosen so that you may know and believe me and understand that I am he, before me there was no God formed, neither shall there be after me. I am the Lord and beside meâÂ?¦there is no savior”
I believe in the Lord Jesus Christ as my savior and every thing is in the hands of the almighty Lord. When I get to the interrupted picnic, I want to be able to say I invited other folks to come by way of the lighted path. Praise the Lord, thank you Jesus.
God will add His Super to Our Natural so that we can do all things through the Lord Jesus Christ, all we have to do is receive the message, believe the message, act on the message, and have the faith of a mustered seed�.and our harvest will be bountiful.
