In the early 70's I found myself struggling with my faith. I did not feel close to God and desired a better relationship with him. One evening my husband and I went to a church service with friends and at the end of the service the pastor called people to the altar to pray. I went forward with the hope that I would find some peace of mind in my conflict. Members of the congregation were praying with all of us at the altar, so when someone took my folded hands and lifted them up in praise, I raised my head and opened my eyes to see who was with me. I was surprised to discover I was all alone, even though I still felt the warmth of someone holding my hands in theirs. I believe that someone was not an earthly being, but a messenger sent from God to bring assurance to one of His children during a time of turmoil. I have never doubted God's love for me since that night so long ago.
"Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine..... Oh what a foretaste of glory divine...."
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