Every month I write a personal testimony story for children. I was thinking tonight about what to write this month and decided to go about the story of my 9 or 10 years of schooling (depending on how I count them) in 4 languages, at 12 schools, in 4 countries. It sounds impressive but the void in different areas left by all the changes is not impressive. Still, I’ve made it, and now I want to write about it for children.
As I was browsing for pictures, I once more came across one of my favorite possessions.
That plaque has traveled with me from Tournavista to Tarma; from Tarma to Örebro in Sweden; from Örebro to Huancayo in Peru; from Peru back to Sweden, this time to Karlskrona and Älmhult; from Älmhult to Huancayo in Peru, then to Chaclacayo, also in Peru; from Chaclacayo to Villands Vånga in Sweden; from Villands Vånga back to Peru; from Peru to Cochabamba in Bolivia; from Cochabamba to Hollywood in Florida in the USA; from Hollywood to Fort Lauderdale and to Pompano Beach; from Florida to Colorado Springs in Colorado; and finally to what might be its final resting place: Springfield, Missouri.
The words printed on the plaque have been my comfort. Through the years it has become easier and easier to trust Him, because the more you trust Him, the more you realize how trustworthy He is.
Trust Him when dark doubts assail thee;
Trust Him when thy strength is small;
Trust him when to simply trust Him
Seems the hardest thing of all.
I remember especially when we were moving from Florida to Colorado. We were taking a big step of faith. I was working with Editorial Vida (Life Publishers) and was promised only a few months of “work from home.” I said to my supervisor at that time: “The Lord has not forsaken us thus far. He will not forsake us now, will He?” No, He did not forsake us. And He NEVER will.
I spoke about trusting God at a devotional while working at Life Publishers.
Things changed at Life Publishers… the few months of working at home turned into three years. Then came our move to Springfield. Three years later big changes came again; but God did not change. My little plaque reminded me to continue trusting Him. That doesn’t mean we didn’t have some big hills to climb and some deep valleys to walk through.
Here I am. Two months from today it will be nine years since I became a widow. I had a couple “adopt” me, to be at hand when I needed help. They have now un-adopted me. That hurt! But the words on my plaque are true. I trust Him! I have another friend to call on. And I did tonight. He will check the car for me to make sure everything is fine for my trip next week. August 28 is very special. That is the day my favorite boy in all the world was born. He will now be a teen-ager! I want to celebrate that day with him!
I could go on and on… When I start writing about God and how faithful He is, there is no end to it. But as we know, there always is an end to each day. And I have reached the end of this day. So let me finish for now with one of my favorite Bible verses.
Blessings! “See” you soon!