Y'shua | יֵשׁוּעַ
... a light for the revelation of the Gentiles.
And a glory to your people Israel.
Isaiah 49:6 CJB| Luke 2:32 AENT
"Give them to Marjorie"
Before we were married, my wife and I would share Erev Shabbat with a large group; praying the Blessings, lighting the candles, starting Shabbat. It was always a great time filled with the joy of conversation and the telling of Jewish Stories from the various countries from which a person may have emigrated. The gathering would only last maybe 30-45 minutes. Meanwhile the flowers I bought each Friday would sit next to our coats waiting for us to go to our own table and Shabbat Dinner.
One Friday afternoon as I waited for my future wife to arrive, she called and asked me not to buy the flowers that week. Having already bought the flowers, I said nothing and prayed for guidance. After she arrived we sat quietly talking, waiting for the service to start at 5:30 pm. Out of the blue while we were talking, -The-VOICE- interrupted and boldly instructed:
"Give them to Marjorie"
I was taken aback, but having learned to recognise -The-VOICE-, and to immediately be obedient; I looked at my future wife and said: "Give the flowers to Marjorie as your gift her." Without questioning she picked up the flowers, walked over and give them to Marjorie. They hugged and talked for quite a while. After the service, without another thought about the flowers we were out the door heading to our Shabbat Dinner.
The next week at "story time" after blessings and songs, Marjorie with a huge smile, stood and boldly announced, "This week I have a new story!"
She explained that in the “Old Country” it was "the thing" to want a boy. She was unsure what her husband would say when he would learn that their newly born child was a girl. But she was overjoyed to learn that he actually wanted a girl and was extremely thankful!
With a smile and a tear Marjorie explained that every year on their daughter's birthday her husband would give her a big bouquet of flowers. After he died, every year on their daughter's birthday, Marjorie would wake up and very sadly say to herself: "Where is my husband? Where are my flowers?" It was always a sad day.
The Erev Shabbat that my future wife gave Marjorie flowers was THE EXACT DAY of her daughter's birthday! It was the first time in eight years since her husband's death that flowers had been given to her on her daughter's birthday. The pure joy in Marjorie's eyes as she told her “story” was stunning. It brought tears to the eyes of all. She called them “my miracle flowers”.
Colossians 3:17 (Aramaic English NT)
And whatever you do in word or act, do it in the name of our Master Y’shua the Mashiyach, and give thanksgiving through him to Elohim the Father.
Help us to study The Word and be spiritually prepared!
Having eyes to see and ears to hear!
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