By Sue Cass
Snow fills the valleys. Trees are laden with the white fluffiness of their intruders. Branches sag under the weight. A Cardinal, dressed in his bright red suit, sits on a snow-covered branch and chirps out his song for all to hear.
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Nearby, a rabbit sticks his small black nose out from under a snow laden bush and peers out. Seeing nothing of danger he cautiously steps out onto the snow and hops a few feet, then stops. Leaving small prints in the white covering he ventures a little farther.
In the distance, A Man walks briskly while having to maneuver the large snow shoes his feet are anchored to. His heavy coat is buttoned tightly and His fur hat has sprinkles of snow embedded in the fur. His beard is dusted with white flakes.
What the rabbit doesn’t see is several yards behind the bush he was hiding in is a woman lying in the cold snow. She has been walking to get help when her car broke down a mile back on the snow-covered road.
Her last words, before collapsing into darkness, “Jesus, help me.”
The Man kneels down beside her.
He places His hand over her heart.
It isn’t beating.
He looks heavenward and says a few words in Hebrew. The thump, thump, thump within her chest suddenly rings loud and clear.
When she opens her eyes, she finds herself safely within her car. The motor is running and heat has filled the car. Through the radio speakers the soft words, “Love lifted me, Love lifted me” are being sung.
She blinks several times, looks around, and wonders if she has had a miraculous encounter with the King of kings and Lord of lords.
(Sue’s version) Psalm 17:6, 102:17
Republished with permission Sue’s Pen2PaperBlog
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Having completed my college years I made my career as a flight attendant for a major airline. Many years later I retired. Georgia is my home since 1968.
I met, married, and buried my husband here. Very soon after my husband went to be with the Lord, “God rattled my cage” and I became a follower of Christ.
I have devoted my life to Him. He has done much within me, for me, and through me.
In other words, He transformed my life.
I am an abuse survivor. I am the founder & C.E.O. of Elah Ministries, Inc. A non-profit 501c3 ministry that offers hope, healing, and deliverance to hurting souls. I have ministered to both men and women survivors of childhood sexual abuse and have seen the grace of God work mightily in both individual lives and through the support groups I have led.
Along the way by God’s grace I became an author. I do speaking engagements, book signings, prayer ministry, and whatever the Lord calls me to do.
There are times I need to “run away” and my favorite place for relaxation is a beach with ocean waves rolling in, the sun, sea air,
seagulls swooping down for the potato chips I offer, my swimming suit filled with sand, and a good book. It calms my soul.