As we celebrate the Passover from Egypt I would encourage each of you to reflect upon what God has done in each of your lives…

Last night my daughter and I heard the news. A 22 year old girl had gotten strangled in my city. She lived very close to one of my daughter’s good friends. I immediately said that we needed to pray for the family. My daughter’s response was that she thought she needed to buy a hand gun. I told her I didn’t think we needed that. I have a good security system but more than that I have a God who protects me.

I witnessed to her about the time a murder had happened in my neighborhood when my children were little. I had sensed there was evil in the air the air that night. I asked God what to do. I heard the Holy Spirit say, “Turn on every outside light you have, make sure the doors are all locked and whatever you do, don’t go outside.” I obeyed the voice of God and went to sleep. In the morning a neighbor told me that a man had been murdered who had gone outside to check on his car.

Then there was another time when a man had asked for my number at the gym. He said he went to church and was a part of a single’s group at a large Baptist church. I gave him my number but didn’t make any plans with him. Then that weekend I saw his face on the front page of the paper. He had been arrested for child molestation. Apparently he offered to babysit for singles that went to that church and did horrific things with the children he was babysitting. He had the audacity to call me even after he was arrested but I told him I had no interest in him. My children were so protected by God that they didn’t even meet this wicked monster.

Then there was the time when I was out working in the midst of tornadoes and horrendous hail. God did not allow a tornado to come near my home nor a hailstone to touch my car. The most precious of all, was that he stopped the rain the minute I stepped outside.

I told all of these things to my daughter last night and told her how God, our heavenly Father, is so loving and protective.

Then this morning I realized that over the past 20 years I have been on a Passover in my own life.

When my husband, who is the father of all of my precious children, first left me I had horrific panic attacks. I had not worked for two years and I had little money in the bank. There were many nights when I cried myself to sleep. I went after my husband and we got back together for a short time, during which I got pregnant with my third child. I am so thankful that even though our marriage did not last, this child was born in the midst of the chaos; for he, too, is a gift from God.

There were plenty of days during the past twenty years when I didn’t know how I would pay the bills. There still are days like that but I trust my God to provide and protect me.

I have come from the barren desert of fear where anxiety and loneliness were my constant companions. At one time I was a slave to the sin of promiscuity. As I look to the Word of God as my light I realize I have come from the darkness of fear to the promised land of Faith. I know without a doubt that God loves me and I know with every cell of my body that His Son has covered my sins with his blood. I can call God my heavenly Father and cherish each and every moment I spend enamored by Him, as I walk confidently in the promised land of faith.