This post may get a little lengthy so I am apologizing ahead of time. I am testifying for someone who no longer has their voice. I want to tell their story to give you hope.
When my late husband got saved 18 years ago, he was immediately (upon salvation) given two instructions from God. The first was to get his Pastoral License (which he received 7 days before passing away) and to share the love of Christ with his family. He came out of the gate gung-ho and made many mistakes in sharing his testimony. He was a very exuberant man and he most likely came across as having lost his mind instead of having found his eternity!
As the years progressed he prayed more and spoke less and hoped that the fruit that was being produced in his own life was more of a testimony than anything he could say. He often came across judgmental instead of helpful and I am sure offended his family often. Along the way his mom prayed and received salvation and the day she passed away, God very strongly confirmed in Eric’s heart that she was with Him. He was filled with joy. He also knew there was one more assignment.
As his father began to experience multiple health issues, he would be in the hospital in Florida and we couldn’t be there to pray or minister to him. One day the Lord dropped into my heart to find a church that would send someone to visit him before surgery. The Spirit lead me to a wonderful church who just happened to have a Jersey boy on staff that would love to visit him. This man went and shared God’s love with Charles before surgery. He was very reluctant but cordial to Jersey boy. What I loved about this church was that they held me accountable to be praying specific prayers before and during the visit. I was faithful. If they were willing to give their time for our Dad, I was willing to give my time to pray. As I cried out to Jesus, He whispered gently to me, “just appropriate one drop of my blood for Charles.” It was such an ah ha moment for me! I felt like He said that there was a drop for everyone if they would just accept it. After I prayed, I had faith that his salvation was secure. I just didn’t know when that day would be.
Romans 5:9 (Amplified Bible)
9 Therefore, since we have now been justified [declared free of the guilt of sin] by His blood, [how much more certain is it that] we will be saved from the [a]wrath of God through Him.
Fast forward to 2014 and Charles was transferred here to live with our family. We ask the Lord to allow him to see the love of Christ in our actions. Some days we failed miserably and some days we succeeded with flying colors. Charles eventually began to go to church with us and found loving people who welcomed him with open arms. He began to say that he wanted to accept Jesus into his heart but he just wasn’t ready yet. Eric would always tell him to only do that for his own sake and not to please anyone else but his God.
My memory of the time period is sketchy, but I believe it was later in September of 2014, Charles had to go back into the hospital. He was scheduled for yet another surgery and I felt the urgency in my spirit that Eric needed to go pray with him. It was on this visit that he prayed the prayer of salvation. As Eric left the hospital that day, he asked God to show him beyond a shadow of a doubt that his dad truly had salvation. It was at that moment, standing outside of the hospital that God spoke clearly to Eric and reminded him that when he got saved, He asked Eric to accomplish only two things and that they were now complete.
Eric called me so overwhelmed with joy that he was assured of his dad’s salvation! Little did we know that the sense of urgency was not only for his dad’s salvation, but for Eric to complete his God-given task before going home to be with the Lord just a few short weeks later.
The biggest evidence that the Holy Spirit was now living inside of Charles was that he was much more peaceful and no longer afraid to die. Of course he still always wanted to live as long as possible, but was not sharing with me anymore that he was scared to die!
Now fast forward to Friday and I got to see him in the nursing home where he now resides. It was a good visit and I am so glad because he went home to be with the Lord on Saturday.
As I stood in church yesterday morning and all of the worship songs were focused on the great grace and mercy of our Savior, I was overwhelmed with God’s great love for each of His kids. He wants them ALL to come home and be with Him.
I am so grateful to be a part of this family and to have had this experience along my own life journey. My kids and I are left with an amazing brother and sister who are like blood relatives and not “in-laws”. We all have different beliefs and I appreciate that they are tolerant of our family’s faith. My life has been enriched greatly by belonging to this family as well as my birth family.
Where is the hope in this message? Never give up on your loved ones, no matter how far away they seem to be from salvation!