For God’s children, it’s nothing unusual to witness miracles of time and circumstance – nuggets of life that can only be categorized as orchestrated by The Father. These are situations in which we find ourselves that reach beyond mere coincidence. And for one who has been involved in such a situation and recognizes it as God’s hand at work, it is no small thing.
But even more exciting are the paths we walk down which at first seem to be unique only to us and God, but then blossom into a revelation of His work in the lives of others and blessings for them, resulting from your own relationship with Him. Put more simply, you thought you were going to have a singular moment with God, but He wanted it to be wider spread.
The story of Bekky is true and happened in April of 2009. On the surface, it may seem coincidental and not that special, but had you felt what I felt and what Bekky felt, you would agree there was something more. It was the very implementation of The Flow, starting with my wife, trickling to me and exploding in the life of another – a stranger.
I was working inside the plant of one of the granite companies I contract with and I was on the phone with my wife discussing our respective days and how things were going. I had just given her the great news of even more steady work on the horizon and we were both in a great mood. As we discussed our current financial outlook, we agreed that God deserved all the credit and all of our praise for supplying our needs and blessing us so richly. Just before we hung up the phone, my wonderful wife directed a focused Flow toward me. She simply reminded me that we serve a good God. I agreed, said goodbye, and closed my cell phone.
Her words stayed in my mind, though. I knew we serve a good God, but there’s something exhilarating to me about hearing those words come from the woman God put me with. She’s my best friend and she knows what to say to me. Her words hanging in the air like that put me in a mind to praise God, not for financial blessing, but just to praise Him – for everything He means to me. I became lighter as I stood over the tombstone I was working on, for she had charged my Flow and it was electric for God. I decided to share my excitement with other believers I know, namely the ones listed in my speed dial on my cell phone.
I decided on a blanket text message forwarded to all of them at once. There was Benjamin, Bekky, Phillip, Joe, and several others. I texted, “PRAISE HIM FROM WHOM ALL BLESSINGS FLOW!”
I immediately received responses, all of which were appreciative but some wondered if there was more detail to why I chose to send that at that moment. I had just finished sending a follow up to one of these, explaining my eagerness to simply share and remind of the goodness of God, when another response came through.
It said, “Who is this? Sorry.” It was from Bekky.
This intrigued me because I figured Bekky would have recognized the name. She is, after all, the music minister at my church. Nevertheless, I responded.
“Mike Blackston. I was just praising for the sake of praising and sharing with the believers in my phone list.”
She replied, “Oh, thank you. I want you to pray for my family. And I DO believe.”
I knew Bekky was a believer and I asked myself why she would feel the need to reassure me of that fact. I could only conclude that this was no longer my music minister’s cell phone number and I had inadvertently shared God with a stranger; a good thing, yes. But I also felt I owed this stranger an explanation.
I dialed the number and a voice I’d never heard before answered. It was much richer and a bit lower in tone than my music minister’s voice.
“Bekky?” I asked.
“Who is this?” the voice returned.
“Mike Blackston. I’m the guy who just texted you about praising God.”
“Oh, thank you very much. I need you to pray for my family. You have no idea how on time that text was. I really needed that today.” She proceeded to tell me her prayer request, consisting of prayers for her new granddaughter (I congratulated her), and also for her daughter-in-law who was going through some things. She said she really needed the prayer support and I assured her I would do just that. She asked me where I worshipped and I told her. She told me she worshipped in the Walhalla area of South Carolina.
“One more thing,” I prompted out of sheer curiosity, “you responded to Bekky.”
“That’s my name … Rebekkah.”
I told her that the person who had her number before her shared her name. I explained why I had made the error. Rebekkah assured me then that it was indeed no error. She said she knew that God had used it to provide for her needs. Once again, I said goodbye and flipped closed my cell phone. Now it was Rebekkah’s words that stuck in my mind and hung in the air above me. “You have no idea how on time that was.”
The Flow works wonders when it is applied. Actually, more to the point, God works the wonders when The Flow is applied. In the space of about five minutes, my wife had sparked my Flow, I directed it towards others, and in the raging rapids of its course, a stranger’s life was swept into the current of blessing and her life was affected. Then this stranger redirects her own Flow back to me with words of encouragement about God’s plan and a circle of blessing was completed. It was one of the coolest things I’ve ever been involved with. I prayed for Bekky and I know God heard it.