I debated about whether or not to share this because I know not everyone will get it. If you’re not a Christ-follower, it might sound totally random. I still wanted to share. The word testimony is thrown around a lot in Christian circles. Basically, it’s my story—who I was and how I got to who I am today. But when God gets ahold of a life, it’s really His story. Sharing my testimony brings glory to who God is and how He has turned my life around. It reflects His character, His power, His goodness and faithfulness.
Jump to the surrender day. Right before we were called back to the judge’s quarters I took Precious to the restroom for a diaper change. On the way there, someone stopped me.
“Excuse me! Excuse me, ma’am?” I turned towards a heavy black woman with a kind face, expecting her to say Precious was about to lose her sock or something along those lines.
“Oh! Look at her!” she said. “I’m just here with my sister,” she patted the woman next to her, “but we saw her from across the room and I said, ‘I have got to touch that baby!'”
And that point, I had turned toward her and I was thinking, wait—touch?
She reached out and put her right and on Precious’ right thigh. “Oh, she is a blessing!” she squealed.
I smiled. “She sure is. She’s like this all the time; she’s the happiest, most content baby we’ve ever seen.”
“That’s going to be her testimony!” the woman declared back.
And that was that. I went on with the diaper change and the rest of the court process but what she said kept resonating. She didn’t know who we were or anything about our situation. For a stranger to call my daughter a blessing would not be terribly uncommon but to use the word testimony. Her joy is going to be her testimony. We’ve seen it already. I’ve been telling people, even at just a few months old Precious already has a great testimony. She has been through so much yet she has been protected, she’s right on track developmentally, she’s beautiful and healthy, and she’s truly joyful and content. We believe God has great plans for her and none of what she has come through has been random or by accident.
Her joy is going to be her testimony.
What a great and powerful thing a testimony can be, and for her joy to be her testimony is right on! Maybe that woman at the courthouse was an angel in disguise.
Love. Sweet, sweet truth.
This makes me so happy 🙂
What a beautiful and encouraging thing to hear! I pray that Precious grows up to know Jesus, and that His joy will always be her strength.
The first thing that came to my mind was the story of how Anna and Simeon came up to Mary in the temple when Jesus was only eight days old. How random must it have seemed to the baby’s mother when these strangers came up and started praising God and blessing the baby. What a wonderful reassurance for you all once again that God has His hand on your baby.
Yep.