If it was not a miracle, I recently was blessed to witness God’s great mercy at work.
The man had been in tears, looking remorseful, regretful, devastated. His father had just had a heart attack and was not doing well. Since the man was in prison, he could not go to his father’s bedside. He obviously had a need that was yet not fulfilled.
The following week, he told us that his father was alert, and in hospice care, and that he had had an opportunity to talk with his father. That night there was an obvious difference in him. He was smiling, and he seemed far more at ease. The burden that he had obviously been carrying the week before had lightened, perhaps even disappeared. It was good to see.
The next week we learned that the man’s father had died. Our prisoner friend was beaming. He told us his story. Throughout his prison term, he had maintained contact with his home church. The man who currently operated the sound system at his church was a friend. That friend, had retrieved recordings of musical pieces our prisoner had made at this church before he came to prison. These were the musical selections that were then played at his father’s funeral.
It didn’t stop there. Any monetary memorial gifts that would be received were going to be used to donate religious books to the son’s prison. Our friend was beaming, and filled with peace. He was no longer tormented, had had closure, and had even had “a part” in the funeral service.
What a mighty demonstration of God’s power and love!