A Christmas Miracle — When God Says “GO”!

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This Podcast is going to be focusing on what I would call:

“A Miracle on Christmas Eve!”

Steve and I had just about been married about a year and had been through a complete reorganization of his business due to a partner, having not reported properly on the business financial books.

Shortly after we were married, we found this all out and we were saddled with the debt of the business and the business was shuttered and the friendship was shattered.

Steve reopened his own Interior Design and Architectural Advisory business on a literal shoestring. I was teaching piano and voice lessons and directing a Church Choir.

In October Steve had been asked to totally remodel a local restaurant as well as create matching themed Christmas decor.

I had worked in a floral shop for years as a young high school girl and had done many wreaths as well as large swags of things for commercial decorations.

I helped Steve begin to build and construct the pieces that went together for all of the items we were going to install.

Once it was all prepared and ready, the owner was so grateful and so in love with all the work, she asked us to also do Christmas swags and decor for the Bar and eating area in the bar.

This was a few days before Christmas and she had decided she wanted more festive decor in the bar since many parties were to take place for Christmas and up to New Years Day.

So, we gathered materials and created that and installed it.

We were not anticipating that extra blessing financially and we received a $400 check, (which was a lot at that time.)

As we began to pray about a Christmas Offering, we wanted to do something to honor The LORD at Christmas and help others.

A friend of ours whom we had met and had had wonderful prayer meetings with two other schoolteachers in East St. Louis, Missouri, had shared in a prayer meeting about a family in need.

At that time, the Bloods and the Crips gangs were very heavily active and there was a tremendous amount of racial tension in East Saint Louis.

We were always very careful when driving through the area to not get off on the wrong ramp because often there was a lot of car theft and harm done to people who didn’t know or belong to that area.

But, there were times that we would travel down with a group of our friends, both black and white, to a house where a woman by the name of sister Lucy, who had a Doctorate in Education, would hold ladies teas and prayer gatherings.

We would worship and pray, and intercede and study the word fervently among both black-and-white women who were either highly educated or women who cleaned homes for a living.

It didn’t matter! We loved being with each other, and we loved the presence of The LORD.

So, when sister Margaret Wren our friend from East St. Louis, who was also a teacher, told us there was a family in desperate need of clothing and food that she knew of and that the mother who was in her early 60s had been holding all of the children and grandchildren together in her home.

This dear woman was scheduled to go in for open-heart surgery on Christmas Eve.

Margaret told us there was going to be limited food and of course they weren’t expecting anything for Christmas.

Steve and I knew that we were going to end up making what we considered a very significant personal sacrifice instead of doing things we needed to do to broaden our business and also to take care of a few things we needed to handle as well in our home.

Yet, the Holy Spirit was persistent. The extra job came in unexpectedly. We knew that $400 was to be used specifically to help this family.

We began to tell our sister and brother-in-law who lived next-door to us and a few other families began to get excited to help.

Steve and I went to the local grocery store and filled carts with warm blankets, hams, cereals, fruits, vegetables, different kinds of meat and canned goods, and had the joy of a lifetime like we had won the “Supermarket Sweepstakes!”

We were going to go deliver all of this on Christmas Eve afternoon before the dear sister was going to go and have her surgery that evening.

Everyone congregated at our little cottage home and we could not believe how many people put together beautiful things for this family!

My sister-in-law Judi had put together stacks of beautiful clothing and little outfits for children that her children were no longer fitting into because we had said there were children needing clothing. They also found a giant 6-foot (180cm) long stocking and filled it with candy, fruit, and nuts.

Another lovely couple had a giant Christmas turkey on a platter with all kinds of onions and celery and carrots with the stuffing ready to go so they could put it in the oven when we got there.

There were boxes of diapers, formula, and sacks of groceries from so many people! Many who also had large families!

We really didn’t know how many we were going to be helping! We just knew that there was a large family in need, and there were children were involved.

Several married couples lived in the same house with the mother and the poverty was substantial.

We made a caravan of four cars to travel into East Saint Louis and Margaret Wren met us on a side street as we entered to go towards this family‘s house.

We parked the cars outside, and there was a young man standing outside who did live in the home, who told us he would watch our cars for us.

We told him that we didn’t think it would be a problem and he smiled at us shyly and he’s told us it was very important to have someone from the neighborhood watching your cars.

We thanked him and went up the steps to a house that was sturdy but in much needed repair.

We stood on the porch and rang the doorbell. The door opened and there was the most precious older woman standing there in her coat and hat with a purse on her arm.

She told us she was waiting for us to come before she made her journey to the hospital. As we began to walk in with box after box, package after package, grocery sack after grocery sack of items, the room began to fill with people coming from upstairs just standing there, staring at us in wonder and shock.

As I looked into the kitchen area, the only heat in the house was the gas stove with all four burners flaming and the oven door was open.

Lying over on a vinyl couch was a little infant, beautiful, baby boy dressed only in a T-shirt and a diaper, and the house was chilly.

Our hearts were breaking to see how little they had, and yet the love among them was evident and of course, the mother/ grandmother was introducing us all with great pride to her children and their spouses.

Two of the little boys saw the big fluffy blankets that we bought. We had stacked things over on a makeshift couch that was really just a twin bed with a covering over it, and these little boys grabbed the blankets and ran upstairs to their rooms.

To say it was humbling is minimizing how little these dear people had. We were not there to give out of any sense of benevolence, but out of love.

We began to talk to their children and coo over the babies, and the tension in the room began to melt as they began to see, that we were just people who came to love and bless them.

Because they knew Margaret Wren, they knew we were safe people and that we were kind people. We knew they were safe people and kind people.

The Miracle Starts

Now here’s where the beautiful miracle part begins to take place!

Steve asked if we might be able to pray for this dear woman heading into surgery that night. She was the one holding the family together and I think pretty much financially as well.

She was covering what it cost to pay for the house and just basic comforts. Although several other others did have jobs, it just was not going to be enough with her being incapacitated.

She smiled broadly, and she said, “I am believing that God will heal me and that I will come out of this with a new heart. That I will mend quickly! I trust in Jesus!”

Some of her older children were rolling their eyes at her or had an attitude of just accepting that “this was the way their mother always was”, but there was not necessarily disrespect, just a lot of disbelief.

Yet, they all joined the large circle we formed to pray.

Steve began to pray. He prayed and blessed the family and thanked The LORD for the privilege of meeting every one of them.

He asked the Heavenly Father if he would come and show himself to be kind and real to each and every one of them and provide for them and open up new jobs for them.

He then laid hands on this dear lady, as did several others who were with us, and he anointed her with oil and prayed that The LORD would touch her body and astound the doctors, asking that there would not nearly be as much damage done to her heart as originally thought.

We all felt this unusual warm presence gently surround all of us as we were standing there. Everyone was aware of the sweetness of God’s Presence.

When Steve got done praying, we all hugged everyone.

Some of it was awkward, some of it was genuine and warm, and the dear lady said, “I need to be on my way, they’ll be waiting for me at the hospital.”

Thanks

We said Merry Christmas to everyone and went outside where the young man was still watching our cars and of course, he had seen us take in all of the items.

He was smiling a big smile and gave each of us a hug and said, “Thank you all so much. You have no idea how much this means to our children.”

Many of us smiled and said, “We do understand because some of us came from big families and have been through hard times in the past, so we’re so glad to be able to share!”

On our way home, Steve and I just sat there quietly basking in the joy of knowing that God sent us to a difficult place and a potentially dangerous place, and that the enemy would want us to think that we were doing something foolish or dangerous, but instead, we were sent to love people who were in need.

We were given the privilege of watching joy take place in their home, as well as seeing their beautiful children, and then praying for the dear lady who was going to have the heart surgery.

We went to Steve’s parents house and sat there with Christmas music playing and good food everywhere and said, “We’ve already had our Christmas!”

We just had the most beautiful moment and it just seemed like everything else paled compared to what we had had the honor of partaking in. It was about a 35-minute drive from Steve’s parents house to ours and we went home and prepared for bed.

The News

Christmas morning, (the next morning), we had gotten up and we were preparing some coffee and were going to open our small gifts to each other when the phone rang.

When we answered it, Margaret Wren was on the phone and she was laughing and praising God.

We said, “What’s going on Margaret? What’s got you so fired up on Christmas morning to call us! Aren’t you with your family?”

Margaret said, “Well…! I was getting ready to celebrate with my family, but I got a phone call from our dear sister who went into surgery last night … and as they were examining her last evening and did a final scan, the doctor was extremely puzzled. They decided to do some exploratory surgery before fully opening her up to make sure that everything was necessary.

Upon further examination with laparoscopy, the doctor was absolutely stunned and flummoxed that this woman’s heart was in perfect condition!

There was no scar tissue. There was no evidence of heart attack or stroke anywhere in her body.

Her blood pressure had gone into a normal rhythm and she was breathing with ease. They ran more tests and didn’t know what to do with her so they sent her home.

We were stunned, joyfully Praising God and laughing at the fact the doctors didn’t know what to do with her!

\We told Margaret we would split, calling everybody up with her to let everyone know, and each time we called and told someone the rejoicing increased!

After the phone calls, Steve and I sat and talked about what an absolute moment it must’ve been for her children to have her walk through that door and smile at them and say, “Look what The LORD has done. He gave me the best Christmas ever! He gave me a new heart!”

All of those young adults and grandchildren who stood in that room, doubtful that God cared about them very much, but knew that their grandmother or their mother loved them and gave everything for them in order for them to have comfort and shelter.

Yet, she stood there bravely and courageously saying she was believing God for a new heart. (I think The LORD gave a few other people a new heart that day as well!)

Watching people that are not from your neighborhood or even from your own culture, praying for your mother, bringing gifts and treasures much like the Wise Men brought, filled with abundance because of Jesus to celebrate Christmas, created an open door for God to work a miracle and change an entire family’s focus to see that he not only cares for them, but that he loves them.

No Lights — No Tinsel

No Christmas lights, no tinsel, no beautifully wrapped gift held interest for Steve and I that Christmas!

We sat on our little couch and held hands and wept and praised God for the extra income that we had been given through the unexpected extra job.

Even though we had suffered great losses and had been saddled with the business debt, we knew that we had obeyed The LORD being a part of the blessing of watching God unite many people who gave their little bits, which created a tremendous amount to bless another family in need.

To see joy on those dear faces and learn of the miracle that took place was more than we could handle!

Every Christmas we recount the story. We remember the years where there was hardship and yet God always came through.

That dear woman lived into her late 80s and although we never saw her or the family again, we occasionally would hear from sister Margaret about the advances that had taken a place in the family.

How the grandchildren were doing. We knew that we had been a small, tiny part of validating that they were worthy of love and care.

What is it right now that you have been blessed with in abundance?

What is it that you have in your home?

• Maybe you have a box of new tennis shoes that you don’t really like or a pair of dress shoes.
• Maybe you have jeans or clothing that you can’t fit into, or, they’re too big and they’re just hanging in your closet.
• Maybe you have an extra $20 or $50 where you could go buy bags of fruit loaves of bread, a few blocks of cheese.

When you put these things together and you ask around, you will find a family in need. A family worthy of love, going through a difficult time.

In that moment when you choose to go and be the hands of Christ extended, not only will he empower you with his Holy Spirit, but he gives you the opportunity to offer prayer for the deeper needs that they may have.

Perhaps in the next few days you will be called upon to do something that starts out as simply a loving act of giving of sustenance and warmth that will turn into a miraculous and beautiful testimony.

We live in a world in a time we’re hoarding has become something others applaud, holding our “earthly stuff” close to us, and becoming cynical when others suffer or others are going through difficult times.

If you have wealth, if you have abundance or if you are comfortable, and there is even the slightest hint of condescension or looking down on anyone else who suffers or seems to have cycles of loss, Check your heart!

You have been blessed in abundance, to help others in abundance.

That is the biblical approach to wealth.

We don’t store up and hoard for ourselves in order to impress others as believers.

We don’t flaunt and act extravagant in front of others in order to appear superior.

We humble ourselves, we give sacrificially, and we go to hard places, we go to difficult places, perhaps to families who have no interest in Christ, but we become light in their darkness and plant seeds.

There are widows and orphans nearby where you are right now, that need to know that they are seen and loved.

Even the smallest thing, a plate of cookies or a basket of fruit taken to a woman who has been recently widowed, can cause her loneliness and fears to be calmed.

Always remember to pray with those whom you go to check in on.

They may say no, they don’t want to be prayed for, and you can lovingly say, “That’s fine. I will pray quietly for you at home.” But never be afraid to offer to pray for them in the moment — this is what Jesus would do.

• Ask The Holy Spirit right now what is it that you have been blessed with.
• Ask if you are supposed to share a part of that blessing.
• Ask if there’s something sacrificial that you can do to help bless others who serve. Those who bless others who care take.

Bless others who seem to be givers and others think they have an endless supply, when in fact; they too need to be loved and seen.

The Coming of Christ was a Gift of Immeasurable Grace

God gave his entire wealth to mankind so that this gift would give us back access to the Father himself.

He gave the very best that heaven could offer.

That is why Christmas is such a potent time, because it is to be about the giving, the light, and the celebrating of this immeasurable gift.

When we step out into difficult and hard places and sacrifice, remember, God Is With Us! Emmanuel!

Matthew 1:23 tells us

“Behold, the Virgin will conceive and give birth to a son, and they shall name Him Immanuel,” which translated, means, “God with us!”

The Name of Jesus The Messiah, “God with us!”

Manifests in not only the miraculous, but he heals and breaks down barriers.

May your celebration of the King of Kings who was sent to earth as a tiny, vulnerable baby, be filled with a deeper understanding of the price that was paid for our lives.

Of course we know this is not actually the accurate date or celebration for Jesus’ birthday, but we must never minimize the fact that the world is aware of what we are celebrating!

Something of great power and a great comfort. It has a depth and a meaning that many are still seeking to understand.

Let us use every opportunity to its fullest to tell of the wonders of his love!

Have a Miraculous and Beautiful Christmas Season My Friends!

God is with us! !We are not alone!

I will say goodbye for now until my next podcast!

I bless you all in the mighty name of the Savior of mankind, the Messiah, Jesus Christ, God is with us!.

 

In His Shadow,
~ Mary Lindow ^©

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Mary Lindow has a passion for encouraging others – all generations, careers or vocations to live expressing excellence through personal integrity, healthy accountability, and wise management of talents and skills. She’s a sought after keynote, inspirational, humorous speaker and teacher across the USA and internationally in Ministers & Spiritual leaders Conferences, and training seminars for various organizations.

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