A Treasure Found...

     First of all...let me say..my blog is getting a make over. It's in the works so hopefully it will be done soon....

    I just wanted to share how sweet the Lord is.  Back in March, I attended an awesome Glory meeting. My sister and I walked in and we noticed that we were the only 2 African American people in the whole church! At first, of course, we felt a little bit uncomfortable but it only took SECONDS for us to be embraced and shown to a seat where we began to worship and praise the Lord along with everyone else. We were one big happy family! That service is one that I will carry the memory of for the rest of my life. Not only because of the Glory that was present in that place but because it gave a new and deeper meaning to God not looking at our outer appearance, but at our hearts. He doesn't care about color...He made us all for His Glory!  One TRUE TEST of whether or not you are walking in prejudice is if you can go into a church and fellowship with others no matter what their race. If we are TRULY walking in the Spirit of the Lord, race should not matter at all. He loves us all. Just because He made us to look different does not mean He treats us differently so, why do we do it? If you can't deal with it now...what Heaven are you going to?  My goodness...I wasn't going to type that at all...I'm supposed to be typing about "A Treasure Found" and my fingers just started typing something else...Oh well.. To God Be the Glory. This was meant for someone to read....
     Getting back on task...there was a sweet older woman there. As soon as I got situated and started to praise, she walked up to me with a message from the Lord. (I blogged about this in March). At the end of the service she gave me her name, number...even her address(smile). she was so sweet. She invited us back to other meetings. It was one that was coming up at the end of March and my sister and I talked about trying to go on the way back to our room. Well, as soon as we got back to our hotel, I began to look for her number and I could NOT find it. We had driven over an hour away from the event to get to our hotel. (we were 6 hours from home).  I looked through my bible, purse, everything I had 2-3 times, even more. I was outdone. What in the world had I done with it?? We couldn't go back. Church had let out. I had no information on this lady. I prayed and asked God to show me. I never found her number.
     This past Saturday, I pulled my bible out as I have done hundreds of times before and there was her number. That same paper that I couldn't find. Huh? Immediately I knew, I HAD to call this lady.  I don't know why but, it was just too much. I KNEW I had looked EVERYWHERE for her number. At first, I was nervous. She doesn't know me! She probably didn't even remember me. Would she think I was crazy? I prayed, worked myself up into a tizzy and finally just made the call......and I had the best conversation that I had in a while. And yes, she remembered me.  I smile as I type. It was meant  for me to talk to her today because she began to confirm a few things I had been questioning. She also gave me some desperately needed guidance in an area that I needed at THIS particular time in my life. Bless her precious heart, she even gave me a homework assignment! (smile)  I also know that my calling was a blessing and encouragement to her. I hung up the phone with tears in my eyes and a smile on my face and I immediately began to execute what she told me to do. See, God hears us when we pray and sometimes, we do get silence from Him but.....it's for a REASON. We just need to trust Him. HE knows what He is doing and He has His perfect timing in everything.