Wednesday, August 11, 2010

The Power of a Mustard Seed

As I was looking for a place to put Hope's baby food, I opened a cabinet and saw a HUGE bag of medicine that I used to have to take daily. My heart stopped for a few minutes as I remembered those days that I try to forget. Click here to read a significant part of my story. Those years of suffering that seemed to never end.

I pulled that bag out and threw it in the garbage... replacing it with baby food.

Thank you for all of you who walked with me through those very DARK days. Those days have proved to be more precious than gold to me now even though I no longer talk about it. Powerful things happen in the valley. I believe those dark days were an answer to this prayer,
"I want to be used by you, God. I want to share the gospel."
I prayed that prayer often before I got sick.
Being sick made no sense to me during those years. Why would God allow me to be homebound?
Now, I can clearly see why. He was at work in me- preparing me, changing me, and annointing me with oil while I was in the valley.
I will elaborate more after the girl's conference that I am pouring my whole heart and soul into.
I couldn't help but give God the glory after throwing away that bag and putting my daughter's food in it's place.
If you are in your own personal valley of suffering, be encouraged.

God does miracles.
"I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you."
Matt 17:20

Reporting from the Promised Land

(where you are headed if you don't give up)~



Erin Cabell said...

I absolutely LOVE, LOVE, LOVE this! What a wonderful image I have of your joy in throwing that bag away and putting up Hope's food. I know how much you love your children and love thinking about the faith you had that God would heal you and how your pregnancy with Hope was such a turning point in your physical healing. I love your faith, your willingness to serve our God, your story of triumph over suffering. Thank you for sharing with us.

Anonymous said...

Thank you for this, for the Hope that this gave me. It seems we have gone from one valley to another, now, one of my sons was part of a fatal crash with his Universities cross country team, the suffering they witnessed, the working through of his faith that bad things happen, but God is good, witnessing horrific death and so many injuries, but God is good, wanting to serve Him through all of this.
Thank you for giving the visual that one day, the junk will be thrown away!

HIS Child said...

I absolutely LOVE the picture of you and Hope. Such an amazing reminder of the promise land from the floor of the valley. You are a delight to me Steph. Your heart for Him, your love for others. May He pour into you as you pour over His word. God bless and keep you and May He bless all that your hands touch.

Love ya

Beth said...

I love this! I'm not giving up on my miracle either.

ocean mommy said...


THis is SO good. I could not help but think of the verse God has had me in this summer. Psalm 119:71-72
"It was good for me to be afflicted so that I might learn your decrees. The law from your mouth is more precious to me than thousands of pieces of silver and gold."

This summer, God brought me to a place where I could say "thank you" for the hard season. The things He pressed into me were so precious. Hard? Yes, but SO precious to me.

Blessings on your upcoming conference!


Anonymous said...

turns out the long wait for a picture of Hope was more than worth it! oh my.

(...and isn't that so often the case?)

continued thanks, beyond measure, for all that you've taught and led me to ~


Anonymous said...

august 27 & 28 are upon us (already!), and I'm thinking of you much ~

may this weekend be everything you're hoping it will be, and more!