A true story of how God used me
Greetings in the name of Jesus:
I always hear people in church say that they wish they heard more testimonies about God has worked in lives. This is a true story of how God touched me and used me in spite of my relationship with him. In the mid-1980s I was working for the Journal in Milwaukee Wisconsin (newspapers Inc.) When I met a little lady who I soon became very close to she changed my life rather dramatically with the phrase... Have a nice day.
I was walking down the halls at work doing deliveries when as I walked toward her desk from the opposite end of the department she worked I noticed her in a different way for I could see her desk most clearly as it was at the end of a long haul she had worked for the Journal for 65 years she was now in her 80s and as I watched her as she worked her way of voice very familiar to me told me to stop. The voice said that I was to go to her and tell her I was sent by God to be her spiritual son. You might imagine I was more than taken back by this request because although I knew her, I didn't know her well enough to make such a statement.
How many times we have heard a still small voice inside this then gave what we thought was somewhat a whimsical advice out of nowhere only to discard as being silly or unworthy of our attention, however, on this occasion I did stop and listen. I found myself walking toward this lady not knowing what was to take place next when I did arrive at her desk and work space and all the greetings had ended I found myself in that awkward silence I never realized until that moment that there are so many different kinds of silences were emotion can run rampant inside of us and pull and talk at our very get. There was only one way to break what by this time had become evident to both of us was a silence which was to introduce a relatively important topic of discussion.
I said"I know you're going to think that I have lost my mind but God has just told me to do something which will change both of our lives. He told me to tell you he has sent me to be your son in the spirit and to take care of you for the rest of your life I am to be your family"another silence face that says we looked long and carefully at this person who she knew only casually, and I could tell indeed she was weighing the statement she had just heard with a much more serious contemplation than I had expected. "That's wonderful"were the only words that came back to me." I know how ridiculous this must seem to you but God has just spoke about you and told me in my heart that you were all alone in this world, and because of this wonderful life you have given to all around you, he was sending me to be the son and family you've never had, but always wanted." I went on to tell her I didn't know just how I was to prove to her that all this was true,(and then the words just fell out of my mouth almost as though they had not come from me at all but rather were placed there by someone else). I promise to visit you once a day, write you a note once a day, and speak to you over the phone once a day for as long as you live. I shall also be there for any needs that you have in life just like a son would. I shall prove my genuine love for you through the power God has given me to do so.
I guess that was the gist of the entire conversation, and after I had walked away my first thought was"what have you done? Are you really are. Not? How am I going to do these things?" Then a calm and a kind of peace settled in for me, and I knew this would not be a laborer for me, but in addition that I did not have any gift that I was going to be giving from myself and God that only I was sued to give. Perhaps because of that time of listening he has favored me in a way that I needed. The story doesn't end there for the next five years of her life with God's help I was able to accomplish all that he had me tell her on that day. Only as I look back on that time in my life to I realize that could well been my lot in life to be her adopted son. She truly did find me what she had lacked in family, for I found out much later that she did not have any living relatives, never had been married, and had no one in this world whom she called family except her job and though she worked with each day. She had worked her job for 65 years when she retired the oldest living employee in the history of the Journal company. Instead of going to a retirement which kept her all along, she retired to a loving and caring family life where she lived with me. She was at my wedding to Audrey Holtz power in 1983 on June 11, was a proud stand in for my own mother who was unable to attend. Not only did she find events such as this to give meaning to her life and to my, but also came to live as family with us until she passed on. She had spent her retirement in happiness and with family who genuinely cared for her until 1987 when she had a stroke and was hospitalized at St. Luke's where she died on March 22, 1987 from complications. Elsa Marie on without any doubt was one of the finest women God never made, and I'm convinced that he loved her so much that he would not let a life like hers go unrewarded in this life time. I was privileged to have not only known her but to have been chosen for this mission. Her term of have a happy day will always remain with me. I shall never forget again the small gifts of life that we give to one another are counted as the largest in all eternity. So... My friends... Have a nice day! May you richly bless God through your life in him.
THE UNWORTHY SERVANT
I always hear people in church say that they wish they heard more testimonies about God has worked in lives. This is a true story of how God touched me and used me in spite of my relationship with him. In the mid-1980s I was working for the Journal in Milwaukee Wisconsin (newspapers Inc.) When I met a little lady who I soon became very close to she changed my life rather dramatically with the phrase... Have a nice day.
I was walking down the halls at work doing deliveries when as I walked toward her desk from the opposite end of the department she worked I noticed her in a different way for I could see her desk most clearly as it was at the end of a long haul she had worked for the Journal for 65 years she was now in her 80s and as I watched her as she worked her way of voice very familiar to me told me to stop. The voice said that I was to go to her and tell her I was sent by God to be her spiritual son. You might imagine I was more than taken back by this request because although I knew her, I didn't know her well enough to make such a statement.
How many times we have heard a still small voice inside this then gave what we thought was somewhat a whimsical advice out of nowhere only to discard as being silly or unworthy of our attention, however, on this occasion I did stop and listen. I found myself walking toward this lady not knowing what was to take place next when I did arrive at her desk and work space and all the greetings had ended I found myself in that awkward silence I never realized until that moment that there are so many different kinds of silences were emotion can run rampant inside of us and pull and talk at our very get. There was only one way to break what by this time had become evident to both of us was a silence which was to introduce a relatively important topic of discussion.
I said"I know you're going to think that I have lost my mind but God has just told me to do something which will change both of our lives. He told me to tell you he has sent me to be your son in the spirit and to take care of you for the rest of your life I am to be your family"another silence face that says we looked long and carefully at this person who she knew only casually, and I could tell indeed she was weighing the statement she had just heard with a much more serious contemplation than I had expected. "That's wonderful"were the only words that came back to me." I know how ridiculous this must seem to you but God has just spoke about you and told me in my heart that you were all alone in this world, and because of this wonderful life you have given to all around you, he was sending me to be the son and family you've never had, but always wanted." I went on to tell her I didn't know just how I was to prove to her that all this was true,(and then the words just fell out of my mouth almost as though they had not come from me at all but rather were placed there by someone else). I promise to visit you once a day, write you a note once a day, and speak to you over the phone once a day for as long as you live. I shall also be there for any needs that you have in life just like a son would. I shall prove my genuine love for you through the power God has given me to do so.
I guess that was the gist of the entire conversation, and after I had walked away my first thought was"what have you done? Are you really are. Not? How am I going to do these things?" Then a calm and a kind of peace settled in for me, and I knew this would not be a laborer for me, but in addition that I did not have any gift that I was going to be giving from myself and God that only I was sued to give. Perhaps because of that time of listening he has favored me in a way that I needed. The story doesn't end there for the next five years of her life with God's help I was able to accomplish all that he had me tell her on that day. Only as I look back on that time in my life to I realize that could well been my lot in life to be her adopted son. She truly did find me what she had lacked in family, for I found out much later that she did not have any living relatives, never had been married, and had no one in this world whom she called family except her job and though she worked with each day. She had worked her job for 65 years when she retired the oldest living employee in the history of the Journal company. Instead of going to a retirement which kept her all along, she retired to a loving and caring family life where she lived with me. She was at my wedding to Audrey Holtz power in 1983 on June 11, was a proud stand in for my own mother who was unable to attend. Not only did she find events such as this to give meaning to her life and to my, but also came to live as family with us until she passed on. She had spent her retirement in happiness and with family who genuinely cared for her until 1987 when she had a stroke and was hospitalized at St. Luke's where she died on March 22, 1987 from complications. Elsa Marie on without any doubt was one of the finest women God never made, and I'm convinced that he loved her so much that he would not let a life like hers go unrewarded in this life time. I was privileged to have not only known her but to have been chosen for this mission. Her term of have a happy day will always remain with me. I shall never forget again the small gifts of life that we give to one another are counted as the largest in all eternity. So... My friends... Have a nice day! May you richly bless God through your life in him.
THE UNWORTHY SERVANT
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