A Father’s Protection and Provision

My dad wasn’t a perfect dad, rather like I’m not a perfect mom. But my dad did a great job of providing his family and protecting us. He worked at least two jobs most of my life, and we were always clothed, fed, and our needs were met. You’ve heard of the mama bear who gets livid and hard to deal with if she thinks you are mistreating her children? In our family it was daddy bear that people trembled before.

My Heavenly Father is perfect in every way. How much more is He my provider and protector!

Lately He has shown me repeatedly that I’m His child and. I can be dependent upon Him. Two weeks ago I was out of gas and He sent someone to provide just enough gas to get through until payday.

Two weeks ago a mass showed up in a sonogram. With a history of cancer, I was worried. At church I was prayed for, and my pastor prayed, “In Jesus name we’re praying and believing that the MRI is going to show no mass at all, and everything completely normal.”  I wrote Monday about the peace and trust God grave me going into the MRI. A couple of days later the nurse called and used the exact words my pastor had prayed over me”there is no mass of any kind and everything looks normal.” My God was in control!

Today I drove all over town searching for a used tire. I’d had a flat on the way home from work yesterday, on a tire that was completely bald and had wires sticking out. No used tires in that size were available anywhere, and grocery money would have to be used to get one anyway.

I told my son, “I’m not worried about my tires. God just removed a mass from my body this week! He’s in the miracle business.”

My son replied, “Are you kidding? He INVENTED miracles!”

Thirty minutes later we got a call and God provided two brand new tires for my car. No charge to us. ..and we were able to buy groceries!

We have three days to see how God is going to provide gas for me to get to work next week, because we are completely broke…but again, I’m not worried. He’s proven he’s got it all under control. That’s My Father!


Leaning on my Father

Several months ago I began having what I assumed were premenopausal symptoms. After all, I am forty one, and getting a gray streak in my hair.

A couple of weeks ago the doctor assured me that wasn’t what is going on. Today I’m going for an MRI find out the nature of the mass they found in my uterus.

At first, I was terrified. As a cancer survivor of thirteen years, the last time I heard the word “mass”, it ended up with me having Renal Cell Carcinoma, and a major operation having a kidney removed.

Then I realized that kidney cancer usually comes back as lung cancer, not uterine cancer. Fibroids are also a possibility. Still, it was worrisome to notice increased symptoms the last couple weeks.

However, this weekend God reminded me that I’m His child. I’m right in the middle working for Hi

Being struck by lightening gave this wood it's valuable scar.

Being struck by lightening gave this wood it’s valuable scar.

m, and I’m under His protection.

As I wait here in the lobby of the hospital, I truly have peace. Whatever this is, if it’s alright with Him, then it’s alright with me.

That’s why I named this site Fragile Strength in the first place. I have the treasure of His spirit in a weak earthly vessel, so any glory is His, not mine. His strength is made perfect in my fragility.

Vanity of Vanities, all is Vanity!

Working in the the field case management has it’s ups and downs. Tonight it’s more down than up. I was scheduled to teach a parenting class, and boy was I ultra prepared for once!

I had major points written on the board, handouts copied and ready, pens and snacks, everything was perfectly organized and set up. Not only that, but this was a key lesson, that in my mind at least, had the potential to really change some of the homes of the children I work with.

I patiently sat for thirty minutes past time to start, hoping at least one parent out of the fifty would actually show and hear this fantastically life altering message.

I finally had to conclude that sometimes parents are too busy parenting to take the time to find out how to be better at it. Not everyone will be as inspired as I was when I learned this concept.

I’m disappointed…oh yeah. I was counting on the money I’d make for teaching the class. Now I get paid nada, zero, nil for staying two hours after work, apparently for nothing…pun intended.

A few days ago I was reading Ecclesiastes again, and for the first time in my life, I really agreed with Solomon. Life really is nothing more than Vanity, if you don’t consider the eternal aspects.

Every day I work hard, bringing home barely enough to survive…and that’s with my bachelor’s degree. My tired are bald, I don’t have enough money to do anything about it, and I broke my favorite pair of sandals at work today. Food is hard to buy these days, with two teen boys in the house. The cats and dogs are foraging and eating table scraps, because all money has to go into feeding kids.

And that vacation we wanted to take for the last four years? It’d be a miracle for sure!

Sometimes I feel like a hamster on a wheel. If this was all there was to life, I’d be climbing out. However, this life is like vapor…just a hint of substance passing quickly and disappearing into nothingness. The true substance is eternal, where relationship with Jesus makes it all worth while.1431989317764