The fall of 2006 was beautiful. The leaves of the trees were spreading forth their array of colors. The sun was warm enough to let you run around in short sleeves and feel the breeze brush against your skin. I longed for my soul to feel such beauty, but lately I had felt like these dark, forbidding storm clouds were ready to erupt into a tornado of emotions on the inside. How could everything feel so messed up on the inside?
Regardless of how I felt inwardly I needed to go to the store. “God, I need you to go with me. I need you to order my footsteps,” I prayed as I headed for Wal-Mart.
With the shopping finally done, I gladly headed out of the store. As I looked up, I saw Bro. Ron make his entrance into the store. I had met him at a Mountain View Revival back in 1998, so we went way back. It was new for our area to have a black minister in its mist.
“Well, Sister Jan, how are you doing?” he asked as he hugged me. I could sense his genuine care and compassion.
“Things are kind of a mess right now,” I declared in a whisper as I stood in his presence.
“Sis, why don’t you come on down to our church, True Connection Ministry, and see what the Lord has for you?” he asked as he smiled reassuringly. “We’ll be praying for you.”
“I’ll try,” I promised as we each went our own ways. I was attending another church but finally decided I would attend Bro. Ron’s Thursday night services. I had not yet met his wife. Somehow I had missed that she was a very pretty white lady. It was soon very apparent to me they were made for each other. It was different but okay with me. It all fit into God’s plan.
The praise and worship time in the service brought a spark of life to my soul and the message from God’s Word fed my soul. I tried rotating the services between the two churches but soon felt God’s leading to make Brother Ron’s and Sister Kimberly’s church my home. Things were changing on the inside and peace was being birthed in my mind as sat under the anointed singing and preaching.
I hadn’t attended services very long until I heard about Sister Kimberly’s women’s meeting, “Circle of Hope”—just what I needed. What a breath of fresh air; I loved everything about the service: the fellowship, praise and worship, and the message from God’s Word that stilled the storms I felt on the inside. It was clear to me that she was a very anointed woman of God and led by the Holy Spirit. As I would stand before her for prayer, the Holy Spirit brought about deliverance, peace for my mind, and a strengthening in my relationship with God. I always left reassured in my spirit of my salvation and my identity in Christ. I went home knowing I was on the winning side. Satan didn’t have a chance of messing up my life since Jesus lived in my heart.
It’s so hard to remember all of the wonderful things you hear while in a service. They taped their services frequently. Sister Kimberly gave me copies of them so I was able to listen to God’s promises to me over and over, as many times as I wished. The Spirit was then free to reaffirm to me God’s perfect plan for my life.
They encouraged me to call them any time I needed them and had me come to their home for prayer time and counseling. This genuine care and concern for me and my needs brought about a great comfort to my heart. I learned by example what it means to share the love of Christ with others.
Two years have passed since I met Bro. Ron in the store. God heard my prayer and ordered my footsteps so that we would meet at the entrance of Wal-Mart. He has been faithful to cover me in prayer nearly every service … that’s what God told him to do. I think it’s great; I need the prayer. Sister Kimberly is so in tune with the Holy Spirt that He works through her often to speak words of life and hope to me. They’ve been there for me and now I want to be there for them in any way the Holy Spirit leads. Being there for each other comes with being a part of the family, the family of God.