Healing In His Wings

Healing In His Wings

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The concluding four words of Malachi 4: 2 is a personal challenge to my heart. ‘Healing In His Wings’. Healing can be administered in so many different ways, a ‘touch’ can heal a hurting heart or a tired mind.

A long and eventful journey from Portstewart to Belfast, Belfast to Dublin, Dublin to Cluj, then finally Cluj to Oradea, driving through a Snow Blizzard. Andrei (fourth year Theology Student) approached all obstacles with great care and precision. As we made our way to room 205, footsteps could be heard descending, there in the darkness, Monika appeared. ‘Sister Shirley, I did not know if you have arrived, I did not ring your bell but I wanted to welcome you back Home and I know you love Romanian apples…’ We embraced, I had missed my friend, her words and act of kindness ‘touched’ my heart. So often when you reach the point of feeling useless, that’s when God begins to work. Our desire and longings are known to Him and He can entrust the most important work asking only one thing in return – ‘to give our best’. God has a plan for each of our lives, for some the race is short, others are given longer until they ‘touch’ the Finish Line. Moses was eighty when he was called, Caleb was eighty-five. My friend Jaci (Glenarm) wrote me an email this morning sharing a beautiful theme from her Church last week-end. ‘Come, Love, Follow’. May we all be willing to Go, to Love and to Follow that we may be useful and fruitful in His vineyard.

Two beautiful metaphors: ‘Shelter’, ‘Solace’. Remember the work of Tell Romania these next four weeks that as we ‘GO’ in His name on His mission, in His time, hearts and minds will be opened. Pray that we will be given the opportunity to share a ‘Word in Season’ that perfect healing comes from Calvary, that His love can remove the mountains that overwhelm, that they may know indeed ‘The Son of God has risen, with ‘Healing In His Wings’.

Uncertainty is facing Sister Florika this incoming week; yet with the insecurity of losing her home, finding suitable, affordable accommodation and quickly, she still greets you with her amazing smile of welcome. Her smile hides a broken and hurting heart and yet she continues to lovingly care for her Grandson Cristi while his mother (Christina) works in Austria, separated from her little boy and still missing her beloved John. Cristi (4) has developed a swelling which is causing concern. Florika (his Grandmother) confirmed he will require four injections (150 Lei each = One hundred pounds in total) when at the end they will know if this is a tumor. Another mountain and so soon. Please pray the Lord will meet the needs of this humble and needy family. I will visit again this week assured in my heart that it isn’t the amount of trust I have, it is the object of my trust that matters. May they ‘hide beneath the shadow of your wings until the storm is past’. Read more

I will go

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Give me ears to hear Your Spirit
Give me feet to follow through
Give me hands to touch the hurting
And the faith to follow You

Give me grace to be a servant
Give me mercy for the lost
Give me passion for Your glory
Give me passion for the cross

And I will go where there are no easy roads
Leave the comforts that I know
I will go and let this journey be my home
I will go, I will go

I’ll let go of my ambition
Cut the roots that run too deep
I will learn to give away
What I cannot really keep, What I cannot really keep

Help me see with eyes of faith
Give me strength to run this race

I will go Lord where Your glory is unknown
I will live for You alone
I will go because my life is not my own
I will go, I will go, I will go.

A quiet dignity filled Emanuel Chapel as we remembered the life of Pastor Andrei Pop called home on 25th October, 2016. A sacred and shared life, set apart in devotion to a life of service. A student of excellence in Theology who absorbed the Word of God and enjoyed learning. Who heard and answered the call, accepting the Great Commission with a Passion for the lost.

In recognition and remembrance of his ministry The Chair of Christian Service Scholarship will be awarded to one Theology student each year in Emanuel University who demonstrates the same commitment to evangelism.

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Manuela, also a former student of Emanuel, greeted me holding Baby Abigail Andrea (Abbey) lovingly in her arms. ‘I know you love babies, please hold her’. As I held her close to my heart, her dark eyes searching mine, she smiled placing her tiny hand in mine. Mark 10: 16. ‘Then He took the children into His arms…’

Manuela, may you know the gentle touch of the Master at the outset of each new day as you rest at His feet drawing strength from sweet communion with Him alone. May you be assured that His presence will heal and calm your hurting heart and the tranquility of His love surround you each day.

We remember you.

Shirley, 29 April, 2017.

SERVANT OF LOVE

SERVANT OF LOVE

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I choose this day to be? Hudson Taylor penned: ‘Has Christ become to us such a living, bright reality that no post of duty shall be irksome, that as His witnesses we can return to the quiet home side, to the distant service, with heart more glad, more than satisfied, even it may be stripped of earthly friends and treasures?’ And so I askHow can I give less than myself’?

The work is growing, as God brings across our path so much pain, poverty, need, difficulty after difficulty, wave after wave. These days I am concerned, anxious, yet I have never sensed His presence so real as just now. I know I am never out of His heart, that He feels my pain and shares my emotion. His word assures me that His presence will always be my companion and that wherever I am, whatever I do in this ministry, I must do with an undivided heart, driven by purpose and mission. I am aware of the cultural differences and sensitive to the stares of curiosity and suspicion. How many hours in my day are given to ‘serving others’? Yes, my service is voluntary but I must recognise I am ‘A Servant.’ Nothing should hinder my time given to an agonizing heart, a lost soul struggling, searching for reality. I can never give too much for the cause of Christ. Love in action, therefore my love must draw people to ‘The Glory of His Cross’. Read more

The crossroads of faith

The crossroads of faith

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In times of crisis and despair, the blessing of the Lord is on those who live according to His precepts. Human values on relationship and love can suddenly be removed. It is then we find the true meaning and value of faith, trust, knowing that His goodness will follow us all the days of our life. His word, His soft whisper, His presence in the lonely hours is our light, our guide, to the true and valued meaning of life.

There is a softness in Manuela’s love for her darling Andreea, even in these early days of pain and loss, her

love is strong. I Cor 13: 7 ‘Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful and endures through every circumstance’.

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Manuela has found the Source of such love is to be found in the heart of God. Hold Manuela and Baby Andreea in the centre of your heart.

Manuela shared how God had worked even through the ‘home call’ of Andrei. During their time of ministry they were able to find acceptance in the local orphanage. Regular bible classes were held there and the children were brought by Manuela to church on Sundays. One of the staff often was in their home. When Andrei died in the accident the lady committed her life to Christ and still continues to bring the children to church. She is being baptized next Sunday. God’s Saving Grace has shone through.

‘Please thank the kind people who sent love gifts for my daughter and I’.

Shirley 25th March, 2017

FROM THY HAND

FROM THY HAND

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‘When you supply it, they gather it. You open your hand to feed them, and they are satisfied’ Psalm: 104. 28.

Held in the hollow of His hands, the very shadow of His hand is all we need for each day.

The final week, four weeks, where have they gone? What about the ‘whenever’, ‘wherever’, ‘whatever’? Have I shown the love of Christ even in the things He has allowed and faithfully shared that in the midst of what He has not allowed? The Lord will stay with us as long as we remain in Him. Our Lord knew the depth of pain. His tender touch was always available; ‘ask and it shall…’ To those who came with human infirmities, His hands were always outstretched saying ‘Come’. We read in Mark 6:34 ‘He had compassion on them’. This particular mission trip, I feel as if a ‘tornado’ has hit many lives; those who suffer in silence frightened of the quietness that surrounds. I have held ‘other people’s children’ and although not my own, I have felt the pain of a father, mother watching in ‘silence’. A word of reassurance is quietly spoken telling them that even in impossible situations when we trust Him, His grace sustains in the darkest hour. His outstretched hands are waiting to hold us close to His heart. Yesterday is gone, tomorrow is not certain, today? Am I listening to His voice?   Am I trusting in every situation? Today is another day of opportunity; I must feel, I must do, I must love. Even the unlovable? I must!

When I can’t sleep and my thoughts run around in my head, rest is far from my mind. The remains of the day weigh heavy on my heart, ‘Am I doing everything I can?’ The Psalmist must have felt as I when he penned ‘I think how much the Lord has helped me, and even in my heartache, His joy is to be found in the ‘shadow’ of His wings’. Soon it is morning, sunrise, heavy rains, one of the ‘whatever’s’, but how? The Lord will give me the words of comfort but I must listen and listen carefully, learn and follow. Read more

Beginning again

Beginning again

 

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Denisa, Shirley and Lillianna

Waiting in the library today, I was thinking about gifted women, their abilities … I heard a gentle whisper ‘Hello, it is me’. Denisa stood before me, her dark eyes gleaming and overflowing with joy. Lillianna (Denisa’s Mum) accompanied her on this visit. We (three) hugged tightly and Lillianna whispered in my ear ‘I am so happy to see you again, thank you for your prayers’.

As we chatted, there was a freshness of conversation: Denisa passed all her medical examinations in the State University and is now volunteering in a local hospital every Saturday and Sunday (1 year contract). ‘I want to help other children, I know what a painful and lonely journey it is’. At Christmas Denisa devoted time and gifts to the children on the oncology ward. Lillianna and her treasured daughter are close, there is a ‘togetherness’ – they have been emptied of self and are now filled with love and gratitude.

It will be two years in July since this journey began and the need for a deep evaluation of her condition will take place during this month. Meantime, one week every month is spent in Italy for tests, medication; the required medication can only be sourced in Italy. It is difficult to bring such large quantities into Romania (last month they had to pay two hundred euros Customs & Excise Duty).

‘But I am still here Sister Shirley, and I thank everyone who prays for me’. ‘Yes, many of my friends at home pray for you every day, the Lord has spared your life as your work is still unfinished’, I replied.

Denisa stands at the crossroads of life, she has such vision, natural talent, commitment. Please continue to remember this young woman of courage.

Shirley 22nd March

SERVE ONE ANOTHER WITH LOVE

SERVE ONE ANOTHER WITH LOVE

‘Love your neighbour as yourself’ Matt 22: 39

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‘Sister Shirley, where is love?’ This is one of the many questions I have been asked during the third week of our mission trip. How long should I keep on loving? As long as I have breath to love with my whole heart in serving others. In James 1: 27 we read that true godliness is ‘To visit orphans and widows in their affliction…’   The word visit means much more than just calling; it is used by Zechariah in Luke 1: 78 prophesying of the coming of Christ ‘The Sunrise shall visit us from on high, to give light to those who sit in darkness and in the shadow of death…’ I learn from this that the word visit means to minister in love, as Jesus did, sacrificing Himself for others. Love’s greatest example, giving all He had to give. Our love must always be sincere, patient and kind; we join our hands in the bond that ‘perfect love knows no fear.’ This is my service.

As I was preparing to leave for my visits on Monday, Hamilton asked, ‘Shirley, have you enough money?’ ‘I am fine, I have 20 Lei which will be sufficient to buy some black grapes for your breakfast tomorrow morning’ (no wheaten bread in Romania). ‘Please take this 200 Lei with you, just in case of an emergency situation you may hear of.’ ‘If it pleases you, thank you.’   I hurriedly made my way down the many steps and smiled as I thought of the heart and kindness of my husband, silently praying that I would have a heart of acceptance in the place God has assigned me to serve His people, a calling to carry the lost, dying, hungry. A small ministry but assigned to me.

As I looked at the broken down entrance to the back yard where a husband and wife occupy a tiny room, my heart sank. No health, no home, no food, no hope! As I entered, I tenderly sat down on the side of the bed where ‘B’ was lying, I kissed her forehead, noticing she had fallen and had severe facial bruising. She was pale and in extreme pain and through her tears she asked me, ‘Why is no one listening, why will no one help? I do not want to leave my husband just now. I know we are poor but I am human, I am a woman and only want to know if there is hope, but no one will help me.’ This adult patient is in the advanced stages of cervical cancer. Read more

ULTIMATE LONELINESS

ULTIMATE LONELINESS

How can we grasp the true definition of ‘Ultimate Loneliness’ unless our hearts have been captured by the graphic picture of intense pain, suffering, extreme poverty, abandonment, unloved, lost souls. The dangerous reefs of life have caused shipwreck in many lives whose only hope is to be found in God.

I ask myself ‘What is the value of my relationship, my first love; do I want to snatch such from the wild waves of life’s restless sea?’ Can I be a bridge builder? Offering a bridge of hope ‘For God so loved the world that He gave ……….’ My words must be washed in His love; the Word of God must be relevant to individual searching souls.

If someone had told me I would have encountered such a pool of despair … but one thing I have learned through ministering in this role of Tell Romania is that I must not question or become disillusioned. Although this week in particular I could have found myself like the prophet Elijah saying ‘Lord, I have had enough’. The pain was real as I visited the lost and dying, terminally ill, climbing many stairs where I found a mother nursing her daughter (48) caring for her granddaughter and great grandchildren. Another humble home once joyful now silenced by pain, yet a smile of memory filled her face as she clutched a photograph of her husband, then displayed her cross stitch work which I must confess is amazing.   ‘Daria, why so much pain?’ We both were silent!

Lord, I want to feel Thy love, caress these hearts of pain. Melt my heart, help me pierce the gloom. I find myself repeating the prayer of Jabez ‘oh that you would bless me…’

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