(Krish – Pinterest)

Have you ever wondered if God really cares about the details of your life and what is important to you? I had an experience that illustrates the answer to that question last year that I wanted to share by posting it here, but life got in the way. However, the truth of the awesomeness of what happened with Deidre and me still demonstrates this title, so here it is – finally. I hope it blesses you.

“God is good – all the time!”  I’ve heard this quote and the one in the title above numerous times, but really experienced it in a situation that happened last fall. I would like to share this story with you from my point of view.

2018 was a difficult year for my co-author and dear friend, Deidre. She had on-going medical problems for months that interfered with her work and personal life. Many days she was confined in her bed, unable to do much from day to day. I was concerned and prayed for her healing, but since we were hours apart, I didn’t see or experience her condition. 
Usually blessed with good health, I caught a flu-bug last November and was sick for four to five days. On Sunday I was in bed, scrolling through Facebook because going to church was out of the question. Up pops a feed: “The Potters House, Jacksonville . . . live.” That’s Deidre’s and Larry’s church, so I thought, “I can worship right here by watching, and maybe Larry is singing today.” He was part of the praise group, and after the opening songs Deidre’s Bishop, Vaughn McLaughlin, began to tell the congregation about one of their elderly member’s illness and wanted a time of prayer for her and any others who had recently received discouraging news from their doctor. He asked them to make their way forward so they could receive prayer. Unbeknownst to me, Deidre had received such news that week, and was on her way to the front, using a cane for support. As those in the front began to pray, I glimpsed her raising her hands in supplication and others laying their hands on her in prayer. I couldn’t believe I was witnessing this scene! After several minutes, the prayer time concluded and Deidre returned to her seat. With tears streaming down my face, I prayed for her right there in my bed, and thanked God for allowing me to be a part of this special time in my friend’s life. Deidre walked away without her cane and into her healing. How good of Him to let me be a part of it so many miles away. Only a God who cared about both of us would have orchestrated something so special. He is indeed good!

Sue – Voice II