Thursday, April 6, 2017

Praise that Raised the Roof~

Yesterday, God had me raising the roof with my praise.
Here's why.

Several high wind days,
combined with one horrific hail storm,
led to . . .

A phone call from my elderly neighbor
which began with
 "Please forgive me for intruding upon your business"
and included
"Your roof is in extreme need of repair"
and ended with
"Give your insurance agent a call".

This,
combined with my follow through
and God's gracious favor
led to . . .

Money in my pocket for the repair,
but not a clue one as to
who to call to do the needed work
and the question I wished
I knew the answer to:
"Who would my Handsome Honey call?"

The need to know who he would call
without actually knowing
kept me from calling anyone for two more months.

Finally on Monday,
I stepped out on a recommendation from a trusted friend.
With a name in front of me,
I prayed,
picked up the phone,
called for an appointment for an estimate,
and prayed again.

Someone was scheduled to come to my house on Wednesday.

Monday night,
as I rested my head on my pillow,
I prayed still.

"Lord, is this the right person?
Who would my Handsome Honey call?
Who would he want doing the work on our house?
Please Lord, show me."

Within minutes of praying, a name came to my mind.
It was the name of a man my husband had called years before
when he had thought about getting some work done on our roof.
A man my husband had first met at a Christian Business Men's breakfast.
The Lord had been faithful to hear my prayer and bring to my memory
this man,
this name,
this perfect reminder from the past.

Early Tuesday morning,
I arranged for this man to come for an estimate as well.
As God would have it,
the man mentioned in my prayer
showed up yesterday,
while the first man was already on my roof getting some measurements which
led to . . .

"Ma'am, if you have Mike on your roof already,
I wouldn't look any further.
I don't even need to give you an estimate
because we would only be pennies apart.
He runs a reliable, honest company.
He's been in business for years and
he does quality work.
No - I wouldn't look anywhere else."
And with that,
the second man was gone as quick as he had come.

It wasn't the voice of my husband,
but it was the voice of one my husband had trusted years before,
one who I remembered my husband had helped with a job years before,
one who - while they worked each day on this job -
would listen to the Bible on cassette with my man
as together they encouraged each other in the Lord.
It was all the confirmation my heart needed.

But wait -
the story doesn't end there.

Later that same evening,
the man mentioned in my prayer stopped by.
He didn't know my husband had died,
but something I said while he was here that morning
made him think that maybe, yes, he had.
He came back to find out what happened,
to pay his respects,
to see if I was ok or in need of anything,
and to give me peace about going with the first contractor.

I shared with him that as I had prayed Monday night
God had brought his name to my mind.
With a tear in his eye,
he said he was honored God would choose to use him
to answer my prayer,
to show me the way to go,
to encourage me to have complete peace about my decision.

Then, this trusted friend of my husband,
took off his cap and asked if he could pray for me.

His prayer was simple, beautiful, and heartfelt:
Lord, thank you for using me today.
Lord, thank you that You have promised to take care of Your children
and that You have been and will continue to watch over and care for Stacy.
Lord, direct her steps.
Continue to show her clearly, just like You did today,
the way she should go,
the choices she should make.
Let Your peace flood her heart as she leans on You,
and trusts Your guidance and leading in her life.
Thank you that I knew her husband
and that together we grew in our walk with You, Lord.
We praise You, Father.
Amen."

And just like that, once again,
he was gone as quick as he had come.

But the peace in my heart -
it is here, still.

And the praise that flowed from my heart last night,
well let's just say,
it completely raised the roof!









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