Life

LIFE

Life, that’s an important witness for me. God has given me life because I was an accident. A word of caution here “ Birth Control” doesn’t always work.

He has spared my life on more than one occasion. As a young child I tripped on our basement stairs and fell head first into a trash barrel that my Mom had just put a broken glass bowl into. No permanent wounds. Another time again when I was very young an entire pot of hot coffee was spilled on my head and down my front and back. My clothing literally melted as my Mom ripped them off my body but no permanent wounds. When I was in 3rd grade I got rheumatic fever and was hospitalized for several weeks and paralyzed from the waist down for several months. I’ve been told the doctors were very concerned about my survival, all I remember being concerned about was the very big shots I had to have twice a day. There have been many other times when God has intervened to spare me but I’ll save those for another time.

God has also blessed my life. First with Grandparents Anton and Dagmar in the small town of Buffalo Center, Iowa. I spent every summer with them from about 2 years old until I was 16. I loved my life with my Grandparents, Sunday School and Church on Sunday, Ladies Aide on Thursdays, be home when the noon and six o’clock sirens went off for meals. Oh, and Grandma’s most important rule don’t go to the Sale Barn on Tuesday’s during the Auction because the men aren’t careful of their language. At home God blessed me by showing me what life could be without Him. My Dad’s views of church were simple. In his own words “They threw water on me when I was a baby, then they hitched me up to a broad that I can’t get rid of, the next time I go they will throw dirt on me.” Needless to say it was a less than idyllic childhood at home. The real life blessing started when I was 15. We had just moved back to Minneapolis and I was surrounded by what my south Chicago up bringing termed “a gang” when I heard God speak to me as clearly as if He was standing next to me. “This is who I have for you.” All I could see was this nerdy looking guy with black glasses and I thought “You’ve got to be kidding me”, but here I am 40 years later with the same man but new glasses.

At age 16 God gave me everlasting life. You see I was never baptized, so at 16 with Gary by my side I went back to Buffalo Center and my Grandparents Congregational Church and was baptized.

Then there is God’s presence in my life. At age 19 (not even married a full year) I had to have open heart surgery. I was on the gurney waiting to go into surgery, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to look, and all I saw was a white gown, for lack of a better word, with a rope around the waist and bright light every where else. I really didn't think I was going to survive but I did, and since then I feel God with me. Whether in the passenger seat in the car while I am driving or sitting in the kitchen while I do dishes, He is just there. When I am scared I just repeat Philippians 4:13 over and over and I begin to I feel God's peace. Every day He provides some little miracle for me. It might be seeing a deer by the road and not in the road, a break in traffic when I have to merge onto the highway, or an eagle flying overhead. To some they may seem like mere coincidences. But I know that He puts them there to remind me He is in control and I am safe with Him. 

Life hasn’t always been a bed of roses since then. I’ve had two premature births, Cassi, (my daughter) got hit in the head with a 8 lb. shot put, Jacob, (my son) broke his neck, I have been diagnosed with fibromyalgia, and most recently my 82 year old Mother had to have surgery for breast cancer; but with Philippians 4:13 firmly engraved on my heart, “I can do all things with Christ who strengthens me”. I have found that no matter what life throws at me God will give me the strength to continue on. Everyday I stand on the promises of God.
comments powered by Disqus

About Me

Sue LaVigne
United States
I am a Nanny Granny who enjoys taking care of her 8 yr. old granddaughter and will have another grandchild to take care of next May.

Inspired by Max Lucado's book, God's Story, Your Story.

Learn More

Inspired by The Story - Powered by Zondervan