Just another day. Well, I guess that depends on your perspective. In Heaven, that‘s exactly what it was, but on earth, well, that was something quite different altogether. Heaven had been abuzz for a very long time. Each moving with purposed intent, not letting anything be left undone. After all, they were about eternal business and every day is intentionally significant.
In charge of Mary Connor’s portfolio was Julius. Julius was a bold and seasoned angel. I guess you could say he knew a thing or two. His dedication never waned. He’d been preparing for this day for years now. The brief was complete. There were no more opportunities to fine tune anything, it was action time.
“Okay guys. Here’s our cue. Ready? Let’s do it!”
Down below there was just as much activity. Emotions were high with fear and anticipation, but very soon all would be done. In the midst of it all Lizbeth sat down on a cold, but vacant bench. She carefully inhaled a deep breath as if to steady her world and then pressed forward catching her head in her hands. What a day! Actually the last couple of months had been particularly difficult and this moment had been looming on the horizon for a while yet. Lifting her head ever so slightly she looked toward Heaven. In that moment, all the activity around her faded into thin air and it was as if she was cocooned from these circumstances for an earthly second. Her anxiety quickly dissipated and nodding her head she closed her eyes and smiled.
“It’s your turn Lord. Please help me believe for your best.”
“Mrs Connor?” It was the midwife. “you can come through now. We’re all set up and ready to go.”
With a final glance toward Heaven Lizbeth got up and followed her into the delivery room. Mary was in the throngs of labour and only too pleased to see her mom come over. She took hold of her daughter’s hand and gently whispered into her ear. “Let’s do this!”
Julius had been watching over the Connor family for many years. He remembered the day when Mary was born and he remembered every moment of her short life. He remembered standing at the foot of her crib watching her sleep, watching her grow. He remembered all the days of her life and he’d anticipated this one too. He remembered that dreadful night when evil prevailed. He remembered all the screams, the confusion and the tears. He remembered sitting at the Lord’s feet as they hovered over Mary. He remembered the precise moment when the Lord said “Okay Julius, now you can go help her!” But most of all he remembered the purest faith that Lizbeth demonstrated. He even remembered her prayer the night she discovered that her beautiful daughter had been the victim of a senseless gang rape.
“Father, I can’t do this. Please give me your strength. My baby, dear God this is my baby. Why? I don’t even want to know why. But now, can you honour us Lord? Can you make this right? Help me trust you. I know that You work all things together for the good. Please work this for your good too.”
Lizbeth spent many days at her daughter’s bedside as she recovered from her injuries. And while she recovered, new life developed. It was a very difficult time, but with constant prayer and many tears healing began. And now nearly ten months later Mary was facing her hardship head-on. Somewhere between the pain of labour she made peace with the pain of her attack. And at the moment Jessie took her first breath, God’s grace was evident. Jessie which means God’s grace would be a symbol of life and victory, despite the circumstances.
Julius stood at the end of Jessie’s crib and watched her sleep and grow and…
The opinions expressed by authors may not necessarily reflect the opinion of FaithWriters.com.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be right now. CLICK HERE
JOIN US at FaithWriters for Free. Grow as a Writer and Spread the Gospel.