Sometimes I can hardly believe the way the Lord is able to strengthen me and encourage me to trust in Him in my weakness. A few days ago I was feeling very weak in being able to hold on to the Lord's promise to me to completely heal me from the sickness I have had for so long. My symptoms did not seem to be lessening, although He had removed completely extreme pain in the right side of my head and face - symptoms which the enemy was pointing out could be associated with a problem in my throat which I believe came as a result of a fish bone being lodged there at the beginning of this trial over twenty years ago.
My mind seemed to be concentrating on the wisdom and ability of the world instead of the wisdom and ability of my God, I realized that the more I thought this way the more the symptoms started to take over. I prayed to the Lord according to the scriptures He had given me with the promise. Psalm 119 vs. 49 and 50 'Remember Your word to me in which You have caused me to hope. This is my comfort in my affliction, that Your promise brings me life', and Psalm 40 v.1 'I waited patiently for the Lord and He inclined unto me.'
Then the next night I was laying in bed and for some reason it came into my mind how several things have come into my life that have been doubled. I mentioned this to my husband and said how strange it was. I reminded him about when I had painted a picture with coloured inks on two glass vases .
I had seen the picture in a book and had liked it because it was of swans, and one of the things I know about swans is that they are mates for life. My husband had said to me at one time that when we left this earth he wanted us to leave together holding hands, it had made me smile at the time.
Shortly after painting the glass vases I was visiting a nearby town with my husband, sister and brother in law. We were walking around a street market and I noticed a pottery vase for sale with the same picture on it. I was amazed and bought it.
Laying in bed that night I was reminded also of a picture of a young girl and a book ornament with the same girl in a picture on one side of it and a poem to the left of it. 'Do you remember that picture and the book ornament?' I said to my husband, who by now may well have been asleep as he had not made a sound. ' I can't remember what the poem was about.' I thought about these two items, one that I had bought in the same town as I had bought the vase. I was with the same people and my sister and I had gone into a church where there was a table top sale. There was an old print of a picture of a young girl sitting outside a door blowing bubbles.
I could vaguely make out the word 'Amy' scratched in the wood at the top of the door. I liked the picture and I knew that the name 'Amy' means 'loved'. I just felt there was something about it and so I bought it.
Some time later I was at a car boot sale in a different town and came across the book ornament which had a picture of the same girl with a poem written beside it.
As I lay there in bed that night I tried hard to think what the poem was called and what it was about, but it just would not come to me. I resolved to look at it the next morning, which I did. Immediately I read the poem I knew why it had been taken from my mind and I had been brought to read it.
The Lord had seen my weakness and was reminding me once again that all things are possible with Him and was encouraging me to have faith to know that He will do what He has promised. Even the meaning of the young girl's name was reminding me that we are loved by the Lord. It was a beautiful time of strengthening me against the spiritual enemy.
Psalm 141 v.8
But my eyes are upon You, O God the Lord; In You I take refuge;