No If About It

Have you ever noticed every story told has a prologue?  Look at the Old Testament.  It must prolog the New Testament or there would be no order to the word of God.  If Jesus’ birth was not proclaimed in the Old Testament we would not have the beautiful “Christmas Story” in the book of Luke.  All the prophecies in the Old Testament are proven in the New Testament.

Sometimes Broadway shows will have an actor narrate the prolog.  That sets the stage for what we are about to see acted out.

Sommer’s story has a prolog that started six months before she died.  I want to tell it to you because I see God’s beauty everywhere in it. That being said, it is painful to write.  I think it’s because I could say “Oh, I should have seen this coming.”  But God does not work like that and that makes Him the Supreme Ruler over Heaven and Earth.

Grab the Kleenex box for I know this momma will need one.

In late July of 2016, we had two young couples move in around us.  Both expecting babies.  I met the first couple earlier but not the second.  It was obvious they were self-moving and bring truckloads after work.  I didn’t want to get in the way so I waited.

A new super-plus HEB had just opened and I wanted to check it out.  It was an instant sensory overload for me.  Too many choices.  Bananas, Dole, Chiquita, organic or not.  Too much pressure and I was shopping with one of our daughters who believe in grasping bananas and “calls it good.”  Green, yellow or brown all the same to her.  The list said bananas and she picked bananas. Done!

I went to the bakery counter to look at creamed horns, my hubby’s favorite “little something” before going to sleep.  I didn’t have my glasses with me and so what looked like special creamed horns from the new super-plus HEB looked yummy.  I thought they had chocolate drizzle because it was a new store and they wanted to stand out.  After all, it was “Super-plus” shopping.

We get home and my helper is flying around the kitchen putting things away when I read the label on the creamed horns.  They were cannolis!  I thought to myself, “I can not feed this to my husband he’ll have a heart attack.” So I put them in the freezer.

Two weeks later I came from the meat market with my meet for the week and needed the space the cannolis’ were taken up.  As I stood up from inside the freezer I looked out my back window and saw the garage door up at our new neighbors and said to myself, “Guess who’s coming over with cannolis.”

I grabbed my sun hat, put on some tinted lip balm and stepped out the garage door.  It was incredibly hot outside and I was melting.  I reached their front porch and thought “Please come to the door, please come to the door, please, please, please.’ The door swung open and there stood a man a foot taller than me.  I was startled and just about through the plate of cannolis into the air.

I introduced myself welcomed him to the neighborhood gave him a card with the home phone on it and was turning to leave.  He invited me in to meet his wife and the dogs

During our conversation, I learned he was an Army medic and was wounded.  Shot in the back while rescuing a wounded man.

Now, let me walk you through what “IF” scenario.

  1. IF I had had my glasses with me in the store I would not have bought cannolis.
  2. IF I didn’t need the freezer space I would not have met the neighbors until Christmas when we take cookies around our little hood.
  3. IF they did not invite me in to chat I would not know Chester was a retired Army Medic, and retired EMT both were about to come in handy on November 28th, 2016 at 1:50 a.m.

God does not work in “if’s, should have, could have or would have.  He works on His time and He is never late.

God works in divine appointments and I don’t want to miss those moments when they come my way.  Say “Yes, God” I work for you today take me where you want me and help me share with someone how beautiful and incredible you are.”

There is a God of the universe and He loves you very much.  Tell that to someone then step back and watch God work miracles.

For His Glory!



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