By Bernadine McIntosh
For the past few days I felt it. I tried to ignore it, to push it to the far back of my mind. However, somehow before the day actually gets here, my spirit feels it, the emptiness, the missing piece of my heart and based on how I feel, I can almost predict how I’m going to feel that day. Happy, sad, accepting… The day I’m talking about? October 1st the day my mom went home to be with Jesus… eight years ago today.
After the past week, I was pretty sure how I was going to feel today and it wasn’t good. However, this year I actually didn’t remember the date until I was sitting drinking my coffee and reading my daily devotional. Just as I realized what day it was, I looked at the cup I was drinking out of and it had the word joy written all over it. I took a photo and sent it to a friend who wrote back,
“Your cup of joy runneth over…”
Deep down inside I began to feel it… that inner joy. I decided that today is not going to be a day of sad reflections. It is going to be a day filled with joy as I remember the rich spiritual legacy left to me by a praying mom who loved Jesus with every fiber of her being and walked with Him in such a personal and intimate way that it seemed at time almost to sacred to interrupt.
I finished my devotion and turned on my music, because music ministers to me. This morning the Christian radio station seems to be playing exactly what I need and the message in the music just speaks to my spirit… the joy of the Lord is my strength.
The LORD is my strength and shield. I trust him with all my heart. He helps me, and my heart is filled with joy. I burst out in songs of thanksgiving. Psalm 28:7 NLT
Sometime things happen in our lives and if we allow it, year after year the enemy will try to use anniversaries of sad times to distract us from the many blessings in our lives. This is something we have the power to stop, by not focusing on what we lost but what we’ve gained.
My life is richer because I had a mom who pointed me to Christ. My faith in God is strong because she taught me to trust him with the tiniest most insignificant detail of my life as well as those that seem impossible to overcome.
So today, joy fills my heart as the Lord my God, my strength and shield ministers to me through music, through his word, through precious memories of a woman who loved the Lord with her hold heart and made it attainable and attractive for me to do the same.
Reflection… Besides reading God’s word, I often find messages in the music I listen to. What ministers to you…?
Bernadine McIntosh is a child of God, born and raised in a small town in the Bahamas. She’s a quietly opinionated bookworm who loves family, friends, coffee, laughter and Jesus, just not necessarily in that order. You can often find Bernadine curled up in her favorite chair reading a book or writing in one. She is a work in progress whose desire is to live a life that honors God and to tell others of His love for them. Please connect with Bernadine at her blog: Trusting Him with Today.