Angels of Humility: A Novel by Jackie Macgirvin

Author:Jackie Macgirvin [Macgirvin, Jackie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Christian Books & Bibles, Literature & Fiction, United States, Religion & Spirituality, Fiction, Christianity, Christian Fiction
ISBN: 9780768490459
Google: bVaZi62RxAwC
Amazon: B00513PJKC
Publisher: Destiny Image
Published: 2011-03-01T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 25

“And I sought for a man among them who should build up the wall and stand in the breach before Me for the land, that I should not destroy it; but I found none”

(Ezekiel 22:30).

Sarah was still shaking when she pulled into her driveway. She’d had a good cry—all the way home. I sure didn’t mean to make him mad. I thought he’d be excited to know what wonderful plans God has for his life.

When Sarah got inside, she called Barbara, who came right over. She listened for a long time and then prayed over Sarah’s wounds. “Sarah, can I give you some advice?”

“Sure.”

“The next time you hear from the Lord and it involves someone else, ask the Lord what to do. Are you supposed to pray and tell them at a later time? Are you just supposed to pray about it and not share it at all? But if you feel like you’re supposed to share what the Lord has shown you, do it in a gentle way. Don’t try to be their personal Holy Spirit. It’s your job to pray and His job to intervene. If you are supposed to share, you could say something like: ‘I think I heard this from the Lord, but I’d encourage you to pray about it and see if you get confirmation.’ If you say that you heard it from God, what can they say? It puts them on the spot.”

“Yes, I see that’s a better way; I guess I was pretty abrupt,” said Sarah as her face flushed. “I made that same mistake with my Sunday school class when I first got saved. They didn’t respond well, either. Now I see what I did that angered Pastor Paul. Maybe I should call him and apologize.”

“Why don’t you hold off on that, at least for a while?” said Barbara with a grin.

After Barbara left, the spirit of Despair settled back over Sarah. Lord, I could use a boost. I really feel bad now. She got her humility book and read the underlined passage about Jesus, “…I am among you as one who serves.”1

She felt an urge to sort through the boxes that Barbara had brought up from the basement for her. That doesn’t sound like much of a pick-me-up. That sounds like a lot of work, but I guess I don’t have anything better to do. I’ll meditate on this quote while I work. The first two boxes were uneventful; the contents went straight to the black trash bags. The fourth box was marked “Misc.” When she opened it, she let out a shout. It was more of George’s love letters to her. I thought these had been lost years ago.

She’d read all the old letters in one setting. The letters were always an exercise in happiness and grief. Tears always flowed, but in the end she felt better. She pulled the top letter off the stack and gingerly opened it. It was from George when he was at college. It started with the same familiar salutation that they both had used.

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