A Covering: Story

10/26/24

Every leaf had nearly fallen from the unidentified tree in the front yard of my apartment building. The bells from the cathedral across the street sounded their quarterly tune. As I sat at my desk in the window during my morning meeting with the Lord I found myself feeling redundant in my words to Him. “Lord your so good, so vast, so grand, all is in your hands, there’s none like you..” But then I paused. And it dawned on me that I have only been thanking Him for how He has shown up for me only in more recent times: blessing me with position, placing me in leadership, sustaining me physically, healing my broken heart etc. — all things that I carry immense gratitude for, though its not the whole story...

I began to think back to the beginning, the very beginning. My mother, Inger, always told me that an angel saved my life as a child. Postpartum, she lay asleep, I was next to her in the infant bassinet, only I wasn’t breathing. “Blue Spell” they called it. Now that I am older I only see it as the opposition tried to remove me before my life began — but God had other plans. The phone rang, moms wakes up to its sound. No one there. She awoke just in time to call the nurse to help me, God was just in time — to save my life.  

Life would carry on and His touch has been my shield for as long as I can remember:

Being born into a praying family..

Having excellent and god fearing parents..

Strong family bonds..

Keeping me close through the divorce of my parents.. 

Multiple Car accidents, no blood spilt, no long recovery.. 

A house Fire but no one was home, all lost items replaced..

Displacement but never homeless.. 

Mom passes and over time peace that surpasses all understanding has restored..

Total restoration of my confidence and multiple heart breaks from loving the wrong men.. 

Sustaining me as I learned how to be a woman in the absence of having a mother.. 

Opening up doors that lead to another:WSU to CAA to MIAD as a fellow and now an assistant professor...

Sustaining my body after a chronic illness diagnosis..

Filling me with the Holy Spirit so we can speak in our own private language..

Freeing me weed addiction and idolatry..

Protecting me in ways I will never know about to thank you..

Expanding my influence with young students.. 

And now enabling me to expand and start my own venture.

Father Yah has and always will be my COVERING..  

How has He shown up for you?