Sunday, August 17, 2014

Trauma and God’s Patience


Paul on the Damascus Road by Joseph Richardson

Before my injury, I couldn’t see through all my nursing degrees, certificates and clinical experiences to see God’s new calling in my life. I had a desire for more of Him and His word but couldn’t believe He could love me enough to care about me.

God allowed the accident in 1991 that took away my ability to be a nurse. I became a focused minister to His people. I ate more and more at His table.

Personal Bible reading often left me with more questions than answers. I took my questions to small group Bible studies and learned more about the Truth.

Making the transition from physically active RN to quadriplegic minister was wrought through trauma in my life, and God’s patience.

Saul of Tarsus, a Pharisee of Pharisees, knew the Hebrew Bible. Every time he persecuted a Christian, he thought he was fighting the enemy of God.

One day, on the Damascus road, The Christ, the One whom Saul had persecuted, blinded him. Jesus said, “Saul, Saul, why do you kick against the goads?” (Acts 26:14)

Trauma. And God’s patience.

I’ve learned that like Paul, my pre-trauma focus wasn’t what I truly wanted to be doing. Though I hurt no one physically as I cared for sick and injured patients, I didn’t share the hope of the Great Physician.

“What is more, I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus, my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things.” (Philippians 3:8 NIV).

In Christ,
Berta

Friends, Remember to share with your friends. People are being blessed around the world for God. I am so thankful to be a broken vessel in the hands of a loving God.

Sunday, August 3, 2014

A Plan I Didn’t Want



Many people have told me, “I don’t think I could ever live like you.” What they mean is live paralyzed, in a wheelchair.

I’d heard it said, “God loves you and has a wonderful plan for your life.” 


As I began my spiritual journey, I had no thought that God’s plan for me would include a wheelchair.

I had eight awesome months of spiritual growth between my acceptance of Jesus and the automobile accident that injured my spinal cord. My life was full. I was happy. Not every day was great, but every day was good – because I loved Jesus.

After my injury, I recovered.

I recovered physically through surgery and rehabilitation. I recovered after years of depression that delayed my spiritual recovery because God loved me in my self-hatred and questions of why. I recovered spiritually because God had a unique and special purpose for me.

I began to share Jesus in small steps seven years after my injury. I testified by handing out a piece of paper with two-hundred and fifty words printed on it. I only taught Sunday school once a month for fear I would teach something wrong.

My first try at leading a Bible study failed. My first prayer group went from eleven women and Jesus to me and Jesus in just five weeks. My amplified voice could barely be heard at my first conference.

God has a plan for me and He has one for you. Thankfully, most people won’t have to live paralyzed – but some will. For those who do, and for all, I pray they know the joy and the love of their Lord and savior, Jesus.

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future” (Jeremiah 29:11 NIV).

God has a wonderful plan for your life.

In Christ,
Berta

Friends, Remember to share with your friends. People are being blessed around the world for God. I am so thankful to be a broken vessel in the hands of a loving God. May He bless you as well.

Sunday, July 27, 2014

Dancing With the Morning Star



The sound of the powerful orchestra lifts me as my gown of luminescent silk flows like mist around me. Twirling and swaying as my King leads me, I move like liquid. My spirit is alive here in His throne room.

Excitement sweeps me up, and I see only Him as the music becomes more intense. I glide. I swing. The music rises and falls, crescendos and I collapse. Spent in my body, yet overflowing in my spirit.

I awake with tears of elation trickling down my cheeks. I try to go back to sleep. “Just one more minute with my Lord, please?” This longing tears at my soul, unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before. “Just one more minute…”

Is it a dream? Some may call it “wishful thinking.”

I know, deep in my soul, it is a vision of my heavenly home. No longer trapped in this paralyzed and weak frame, my heavenly body will dance with the Morning Star. I will live in ecstasy worshiping my Beloved for all eternity.

“Let him lead me to the banquet hall,
    and let his banner over me be love.
My beloved is mine and I am his;
    he browses among the lilies.
Until the day breaks
    and the shadows flee,
turn, my beloved,
    and be like a gazelle
or like a young stag
    on the rugged hills”
                  (Song of Songs 2:4, 16, 17 NIV).

In Christ Alone,
Berta

“I, Jesus, … am the bright Morning Star” (Revelation 22:16 NIV).

Friends, Remember to share with your friends. People are being blessed around the world for God. I am so thankful to be a broken vessel in the hands of a loving God. May He bless you as well.