Want Help? Be Bold

Hebrews 4:16 “So let us come boldly to the throne of our gracious God. There we will receive his mercy and grace to help us when we need it most.”

It was Easter Sunday after getting home from church, I was preparing dinner for my family and some neighbors we had invited. It was an open invite that I was not confident if they would come. Hubby was out building in the barn while I cooked, and I got a text from a sister in Christ. I had just recently met this girl, but God had called me to connect with her immediately. We exchanged phone number and I told her to text or call whenever she wanted to. As soon as I seen the text I knew that this was going to be a disruption to my dinner plans. It was very clear she was in crisis. I knew very little about this girl, except that she believed in Jesus, and God had called me to connect with her. As we exchanged texts and I tried to continue to prepare dinner, the seriousness of the crisis was being reveled. To be totally honest, I was struggling with what to do. I knew our neighbors were going through a tough time, and this was the first time I had invited them to dinner, yet this girl needed some help too. She needed more then my text attention, yet so did my dinner prep. So I stopped and I prayed, God where do you want me to put my attention. He led me to call the young girl. As the initial conversation continued I sensed that maybe she was needing was a place to enjoy an Easter dinner. I knew she did not drive so I would need to pick her up. I would need to leave in the middle of dinner prep and invite a person my husband had not even met. Out to the barn I went and asked him how he felt about it. Although he was not excited, he trusted that if I felt it was the right thing to do then I should. Years ago my sister in law had asked to bring an older gentleman who was a regular customer at her work for a holiday dinner at our home and we all enjoyed his company. So having a stranger for dinner was not completely new. I called her back to extend the invite. But as we talked I noticed some changes in her communication. She was slurring words and not making that much sense. Then she confided that she had taken enough pills to end her life. That she no longer wanted to live. What was I to do? I did not know her last name, I had no idea where she lived and I was scared for her life. I managed to get her address, and last name and I also got her to agree to call an ambulance. I did not want to get off the phone but knew that for either one of us to be able to call and get the medical attention she needed that was what we would need to do. As I was on the phone with her trying to gather the needed info, I was praying. I was going boldly to God to help me be able to get the information from her, and show His mercy and grace in saving her life. We agreed that we both call for help and then I would call her back.

I hung and called for help, which was a bit of challenge as I was trying to explain that I did not know exactly where she lived, who she lived with and was not even confident that she had given me the correct info including her last name. After giving them the info I was feeling so overwhelmed, the enemy started coming at me with you are a fool to believe she took the pills. Now the police will think you are an idiot. What if I gave the wrong info and she did pass away? So I prayed for God to give me words to say to her and for God to direct the help to her quickly. This was defiantly at time when His help was needed most. This lovely girl a child of the precious God who He had called me to, needed His grace and His mercy to save her life. She had made a decision to end her life, it was her choices that got her to her life being jeopardized. So I went boldly to the throne for her. Then I called her back and we spoke until the ambulance arrived. Bythe grace and mercy of our Lord this girls’s life was saved.

That is how wonderful our God is, even when it’s our own choices and decisions that have led us to our crisis, we cam go to Him boldly. We can ask Him with confidence that He will hear us, and receive His mercy, His grace and His help.

I am so grateful that her life was saved and that God put her in my path. That she knew she could call me and that I would listen and get her the help she needed.

Published by Angelina Taylor

Hi, and welcome, I am Angelina Taylor and the creator of this blog . I am a perfectly imperfect women, wife, mother of 2 young adults and 1 cat and a lover of Jesus. I moved from suburbia to rural Norfolk County Ontario, which came with many treasures and obstacles. My life has had many trials right from my birth, abuse, abandonment, health and the list continues, as I am sure does yours. This is where I share how finding Jesus has healed me and helped to gain confidence to use some talents I never knew I had. My home is a blessing that is filled with love, good food, and diy projects that I will share with you. My desire is that this blog helps you to live the blessed life that you desire.

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