Because my designated blog was blocked God penned this blog

Since I am having issues with publishing my most recent blog on Hebrews I am starting to type and see where this leads me.

Last night I could not sleep as my prostrate problem flared up again and for a time I had trouble breathing. This was most disturbing as you felt the walls closing in and you were on a slope to a dark place. I could not lie down so I had to get up and walk around to take off some nervous energy and to keep moving, as this kept my mind off, for some strange reason, my difficulties.

As I was thinking the names of my CB friends came to mind and I was able to focus a little on their issues in prayer, knowing that a number have far more pressing issues than my present one. But I was encouraged to hear His voice speaking to me and leading me in prayer for my blogging friends.

It occurred to me that even in the pit with its seemingly high walls God is able to communicate with me and I was able to hear his voice in the midst of my anxiety. As I called out to my daughter for I knew she has an asthma inhaler. I was also comforted that this was the only night in the week that my wife is at home with me, for she works over six nights as a 'night career.' Having her in the room with me was reassuring.

God is good in this sense, for I have found his timing to be impeccable. As I was looking heavenward Psalm 32 came into my mind and I knew instinctively the verse God wished me to stand on. This chapter has been a 'love letter' from God to me many years ago when I took ill on one of our camping trips, in a tent in a strange place.

Therefore let all the faithful pray to you

while you may be found;

surely the rising of the mighty waters

will not reach them.

7You are my hiding place;

you will protect me from trouble

and surround me with songs of deliverance.

8I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go;

I will counsel you with my loving eye on you.

Ps 32 6-8 NIV

In my tent feeling O so alone those many years ago when I came to verse 8 a bird that I have never heard cried out and Gods presence flooded the tent. I have never forgotten Gods timing for this birds cry, even though we had been camping many days had never before raised its voice.

As I remembered this scene as if it were yesterday I stood on the promise that He is my hiding place, that he will protect me and surround me with songs of deliverance. As I read these truths I had an image of angels surrounding my room each singing a song of deliverance for my ailments. As I confessed these words the Lord said to me “I will see you through and not long to go.”

Soon my mind and breathing calmed down enough to put out the light and lay my weary body into the arms of Jesus our mediator and intercessor, who continually stands in on our behalf, before the throne of God.

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Barbra Lambert @enje25 ·

wmj,

I'm so thankful to hear of how God helped you through this time of physical distress and emotional anxiety, because these kinds of problems can be especially troublesome when they flare up in the night.

-- And what an amazing intervention He provided for you years ago in the tent after the bird cried out! What a beautiful testimony of God s impeccable timing!

I find great comfort this morning in the Psalm you provided for us. Truly... this... is the blog that God wanted you to publish. It's been a tremendous blessing!

K Reynolds @kreynolds ·

As I read your blog, I was reminded of the night when I lay helpless, unable to cry out and indeed, I did not even know I was in danger. I had just had a cerebral aneurysm rupture as I lay sleeping. My husband was supposed to still be working but the gig he was working at had ended a bit early and he was right there beside me, not yet asleep. My son had a performance that night but instead of going out afterwards, he came home instead and had arrived just as I was going to bed. My son had worked as a campus security guard and had been trained to be a first responder. He took care of me until help arrived on the scene.
This could have happened at any time. I could have been driving and killed myself and perhaps even others but instead I was at home in bed, with help all around me. Troubles may come but the Lord is our Helper and one way or another... He will keep us safe.

Blessings!

K :princess:

Sarah Vm @godissogood ·

I was sad when I read this, to hear you'd been kept awake like this and having trouble breathing. Hope you have been better today.
Glad that you shared this blog ... because it really does show how God is with us even when we are "in the pit" in so many ways. Like how the Psalm he called to your mind must have been a special comfort, for reading about the circumstances and considering the awful 'drowning' feeling of being unable to catch breath, the following lines really stood out to me.
"surely the rising of the mighty waters
will not reach them."
As for the "I will see you through" - this was very touching. Hearing the life-giving voice of the Lord while in the pit, as it were, is very special and it's a gift that you shared this moment with us.
God bless.
Sarah

Kirk M @blessings2you ·

John,
I am truly impressed and blessed by your extemporaneous bog. Seeing your heart expressed in your blog drew us all closer to you in prayer. Please know that we are praying for a quick resolution to your current situation and that God continues to inspire you write whatever He places on your heart, for whatever it is, we are here to read it and be blessed by it.
Kirk

Beth M @blest ·

Beautiful, just beautiful, to see God's omniscience realized.

Thank you for penning this blog, which brought tears to my eyes.

Continuing to lift you in prayer.

:heart: :pray:
Les Braswell @doneuntotheleast ·

wmj,

Reading this after coming from my own pit - you remain in my prayers and share much empathy with you. Funny you mention hearing a bird at the 'right time' - As the medical issues I struggled with for a week and a half went on and could only sleep 2 to 4 hours a night for over a week. Sometimes not falling a sleep until the 1st bird would begin singing to God before sunrise. That is exactly as i cried out to Him ... thanked God the bird's praise reminded me he was still and always there

In Him,
Les