My guest today is Author Lynette Eason who has a story of crisis to relate. Here’s Lynette:
“Having strength when times are good is not such a hard thing. Finding it when things go south—is. A little over 12 years ago, when my daughter was about two months old, I found a lump in my throat. On my thyroid actually. I had it checked repeatedly and we watched it grow. The doctors finally decided to do a biopsy. The results came back as “suspicious cells”. Which meant, it could be cancer. But they weren’t sure. But I would have surgery to remove the lump. As you can imagine this was a VERY hard thing to hear. And I was dealing with it all alone. My mother-in-law had gone with me for the procedure. But my parents were out of town, my husband was out of town and I felt so ALONE.
After much angst and prayer, I finally made the decision: God was in control. I stood over my daughter’s crib, watching her sleep, praying I would have the opportunity to watch her grow up. That night as I lay in bed, unable to sleep, praying, I felt a pair of arms slip around me. I don’t know how else to describe it. I was all alone—but I wasn’t. In my distress, my Lord came to comfort me. I KNEW he was there. All worry fell away and I went to sleep, waking only when my daughter needed to be fed. I’ve never forgotten that moment when I felt the arms of God around me. It was amazing and indescribable. And the lump was benign, praise God.
Unfortunately, my heroine in A KILLER AMONG US, doesn’t have this comfort when her world gets rocked by her father’s deathbed confession. She’s adopted and has a birth family out there. Stunned, she allows bitterness and anger to take over as she leaves her home to search out her “real family”, to find where she belongs. Ultimately, with the hero’s help, she finds out that belonging to Christ is the most important thing, that this world is just our temporary home.
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Lynette, so glad that the lump was benign. I’ve been hypothyroid most of my adult life. So far no lumps, however. Thanks for sharing how God comforted you. Do any of you have a time when you felt the “arms of God?”