The Sunroom by Beverly Lewis

The Sunroom by Beverly Lewis

Author:Beverly Lewis
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781585586882
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2010-10-28T16:00:00+00:00


The sermon was based on the fifth chapter of Job. I’d heard it preached before, but not by Daddy.

“ ‘But if it were I, I would appeal to God; I would lay my cause before him,’ ” my father quoted.

I underlined the Scripture in red ink, staring at the words. The verse was doing something—giving me an even stronger, more determined spirit. But the best part was yet to come. Verse nine: “He performs wonders that cannot be fathomed, miracles that cannot be counted.”

Scarcely able to sit still, I waited for the sermon to end, for the last hymn to begin. My shyness seemed to disappear as Brother Harris offered the benediction. Folding my hands, I closed my eyes in reverence.

I would appeal to God; I would lay my cause before Him. . . .

Over and over, the verse whispered to my heart.

Lee Anne stayed at the altar and prayed with me for a while before going back to the nursery to help with her baby brother. I needed privacy and scanned the area, making sure no one was within earshot.

He performs wonders . . . miracles that cannot be counted. . . .

Jittery with anticipation, I began to pray at last. “Dear Lord Jesus, You know the end from the beginning. You know what I have on my mind and in my heart. So please hear this humble prayer from me, Becky, one of Your faithful children.”

I forged ahead, uncertain of my confidence. “I feel it is Your will for me to offer the music gift You have given me. . . .”

Pausing, I bit my lip.

“I offer it in exchange for Mommy’s healing. This means that I’ll give up playing the piano forever—all the days of my life—if You’ll take my mother’s cancer away.”

I sighed. “Starting today, I am placing my musical talent on the altar of sacrifice—just like Abraham did with Isaac. In Jesus’ name I pray. Amen.”

I hadn’t realized I was crying until I opened my eyes and saw the evidence. Quickly, I found a tissue in my pocket and wiped the altar rail dry.

A tide of joy washed over me, and I rose to my feet and went to find Emily.



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