I thought it would be good to share a miraculous testimony on this blog. The Lord has certainly worked in my life and in the lives of my friends and family over the years. After all, salvation alone is the greatest miracle. I have turned my life over to following him and ministering to his saints. Why? Out of love, of course. How? Because He first loved me. (1 John 4:19)
For those of you who have not heard, my mother’s place of employment was just the victim of a grease fire. My mother is actually a Beautician. She worked in a Salon next door to a bar/restaurant within a small plaza in Depew, New York. The fire started in the kitchen of the bar and quickly spread next door to my mother’s shop. Everyone got out and there were no injuries. There was a fireman that had to be taken to the hospital for exhaustion, be he has since fully recovered and is fine.
Because my mother does not drive, she lives within walking distance of work. She has always done this. She is on her feet all day long and is quite a trooper. Cutting hair, however, is all she knows. When the fire burned down the shop, it burned down her livelihood. She had to quickly think about the next step so as to continue to receive pay. As a self-employed Beautician (she rented a chair in the shop she worked in) she is not able to draw unemployment in the state of New York. On top of all of that, she had left her client’s phone numbers in a rolodex in the shop. She had no way of contacting them, and they had no way of contacting her as they only had the shop’s phone number.
So now, pretend that this is you. What do you do? You’re without a job, without training in anything, without a high-school diploma, without transportation, and without the ability to contact those who put food on your table. Again I ask, What do you do?
Christian, you pray.
Now let me give you the good news. Within a couple of days, a competing salon just down the street called to express their sympathies. My mother was offered a chair for the same rental fees she had at the other salon. The walk is a shade longer, but like I said, my mother is a trooper.
She now has a place to work, but what about her customers? GOD IS FAITHFUL. As the owner of the salon that caught fire walked through the ash heap, he saw one solitary thing that was preserved. It just so happened to be my mother’s rolodex. A piece of plastic filled with paper managed to be the only thing that survived the fire.
My mother is adjusting to working in a new environment, but she is working. On top of that, she has a wonderful testimony of the greatness of our God. Praise our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
By the way, I titled this A Modern Day Shadrach for a reason. We all know the story of Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego and how they were preserved in the fire. I chose Shadrach because of his original name: Hananiah. This name means: God has favored.
(Psa 107:8) Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men!
Grace and Peace be unto you all.
For those of you who have not heard, my mother’s place of employment was just the victim of a grease fire. My mother is actually a Beautician. She worked in a Salon next door to a bar/restaurant within a small plaza in Depew, New York. The fire started in the kitchen of the bar and quickly spread next door to my mother’s shop. Everyone got out and there were no injuries. There was a fireman that had to be taken to the hospital for exhaustion, be he has since fully recovered and is fine.
Because my mother does not drive, she lives within walking distance of work. She has always done this. She is on her feet all day long and is quite a trooper. Cutting hair, however, is all she knows. When the fire burned down the shop, it burned down her livelihood. She had to quickly think about the next step so as to continue to receive pay. As a self-employed Beautician (she rented a chair in the shop she worked in) she is not able to draw unemployment in the state of New York. On top of all of that, she had left her client’s phone numbers in a rolodex in the shop. She had no way of contacting them, and they had no way of contacting her as they only had the shop’s phone number.
So now, pretend that this is you. What do you do? You’re without a job, without training in anything, without a high-school diploma, without transportation, and without the ability to contact those who put food on your table. Again I ask, What do you do?
Christian, you pray.
Now let me give you the good news. Within a couple of days, a competing salon just down the street called to express their sympathies. My mother was offered a chair for the same rental fees she had at the other salon. The walk is a shade longer, but like I said, my mother is a trooper.
She now has a place to work, but what about her customers? GOD IS FAITHFUL. As the owner of the salon that caught fire walked through the ash heap, he saw one solitary thing that was preserved. It just so happened to be my mother’s rolodex. A piece of plastic filled with paper managed to be the only thing that survived the fire.
My mother is adjusting to working in a new environment, but she is working. On top of that, she has a wonderful testimony of the greatness of our God. Praise our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.
By the way, I titled this A Modern Day Shadrach for a reason. We all know the story of Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego and how they were preserved in the fire. I chose Shadrach because of his original name: Hananiah. This name means: God has favored.
(Psa 107:8) Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men!
Grace and Peace be unto you all.
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Praise The Lord! What a story, I'm so glad to hear everything worked out. God is good!
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