Voice of Truth

Oh to pick just one would be impossible..there are so many favorites and so many stories behind why different verses are my favorites...each time about the Lord providing and being my refuge but currently a story I would like to share is about the time I was in the hospital.

I got very sick last January and ended up in ICU and ended up moments away from death. (A young girl actually passed away from the same thing-complications from H1N1- GO GET YOUR FLU SHOT) The Saturday I was in ICU I remember being in and out of consciousness and not really with it. I remember J, Mom & Dad coming into my room for my visiting time and I couldn't really open my eyes to see them. (All the other times I had been excited to see people come see me, but by this time I was too tired and felt too bad to open my eyes very long.) However, when I did open my eyes I saw CONCERN. I remember Justin being next to my bed, holding my hand and mom and dad holding each other at the end of my bed. All three with tears in their eyes. They didn't stay long and they didn't have to for me to know I WAS NOT DOING GOOD. That night was terrible. I fought and fought with the thought of dying. I cried that I hadn't told Justin my funeral songs or where I wanted to be buried. I thought about how life would go on without me. Oh it was a terrible terrible night. I was exhausted and tired of fighting. Looking back, how scary! But suddenly in the night, I heard something. A voice. So clear it could have been in the bed with me. And all it said was...

Be Still. I will not leave you or forsake you.


Oh my goodness. Even writing this now brings tears to my eyes. We serve such a mighty God. I have never heard his voice like that and I shake thinking about it. As soon as I heard those words, I was calm. My heart just rested and I was no longer concerned about dying. I knew God was holding on to me and if it was my time, then so be it I was going home. However, I pulled through Saturday night and was moved to a regular hospital room by Monday morning. I firmly believe that the only reason I survived my call with death is because the God I serve is NOT through with me yet. He has brought me through the valley and has shown me the joy that follows. He continues to amaze me and bring me joy.

So many times since then I think...Lauren...BE STILL! If you could be still and trust the Lord when you lay in ICU dying then you can trust him now when it comes to the silliest of things. Words can not describe the feeling that the Lord can put into your heart. Oh my! It is a unbelievable, indescribable feeling. If the Lord has pulled me from the pit of death, then the least I can do is live my life for him.