Divine Hedge of Thorns I

DIVINE HEDGE OF THORNS I

 

Here I am now, at this point in time, having lived on the face of the Earth for all these many years.  The incredible truth, though, is that I should have been dead over these years 15 times that I am fully aware of, and probably many other times that I am not aware of.  God had Personally intervened in my life to stay the hand of death over and over again.  Were it not for Him, my body would be in the grave and my soul would be in hell right now…but God was not willing that I should perish.  The Free gift of eternal life is an unconditional right offered to every soul to freely choose to receive as their own…or to reject it or ignore it.  In His Omniscience…His foreknowledge of all things all at once and at the same time from eternity past to eternity future…He knew that on October 17, 1981 I would freely, of my own free will, enter into a saving relationship with His Divine Son Jesus and make a solemn vow to become the bride of Christ, thereby being born-again.  In His Foreknowledge He knew in eternity past that I belonged to Him, and knew the day and the hour of my salvation.  Therefore it was His determined purpose to protect my body and my soul, and keep me safe until that momentous day and hour!  There could be no one or any thing that could snatch me out of His hand!  He is the Sovereign All-Ruler over all Creation…and nothing can touch my life unless He specifically, consciously, and deliberately allows it to do so, or Personally causes it to do so…and all for His Own good purpose.  There is no such thing as a random occurrence, an accidental happening, an incidental incidence.  And God makes all things work together for good for those who love Him.  All that He does is necessarily the very best, very kindest, most loving thing that can possibly be.  Oftentimes I say to Jesus, “Lord, I don’t understand, but I trust You.  I know that You make all things work together for my good.”

I had posted an incredible testimony entitled Divine Shield on my website about being shot at in the ghetto of Brooklyn, and how the Lord intervened to protect me and keep me safe in an impossible situation.  Here is a link to that testimony; I encourage you to read about this manifestation of the Lord’s great Name and mighty Power on my behalf:  https://preservechristianfamily.org/2017/06/04/divine-shield/

But the Lord’s amazing intervention in my life began when I was just 4 years old.  I remember riding in a taxicab with my mother in Brooklyn, where I lived until I was 7 years old, at which time we moved to Long Island.  We were sitting in the back seat of the cab, and I was sitting next to the door.  I remember wanting to crank down the window [cars didn’t have electric windows then] because I was getting warm, and looking at the several door handles wondering which one was for the window.  I reached over and pulled on one of the two handles…and it was the door handle!

The cab was moving along a main avenue, and the door suddenly flew open…with me still holding on to the handle!  I was pulled off the seat and out of the cab…and heard my mother shriek while grabbing hold of me by my feet!  I was too young to really know what was happening…but I remember my face being just inches away from the road surface, and I was watching the pavement just flying by!  Even today, I can still so clearly see watching that road surface moving under my face!  The cab slowed to a stop, and I watched the pavement also stop moving!  I wasn’t frightened at all…really, I had no clue about what just took place!

That was the first time I should have been dead…the incredible interventions of the Lord as He watched over my life, to be my shield and protector all these years.  It is the reason why I am still alive today!  [Please note that children before the age of accountability do not go to Hell; upon their death they are immediately with Jesus in Heaven]

Do you really think this was just a fortunate coincidence?  Continuing my account of the 15 times I should have been dead were it not that God Personally intervened to stay the hand of death…when I was a child living on Long Island, I used to like going to the beach.  Most of the time, we would go to either Jones Beach or Point Lookout.  On one of those occasions, we went to Point Lookout.  I was 10 years old.  Although I couldn’t swim at that age, I liked going into the ocean to ride the waves.  I would walk out about chest deep, and when a wave came rolling in I would just jump up and let the wave carry me over the top.  I would just keep on doing that, over and over again.

That one late afternoon we were there into the early evening…and as the sun was setting and dusk coming on, I asked my parents if I could go out one more time before we left for home.  I waded out chest deep as usual…but this time the undertow was quite strong!  I could feel its strong pull at my feet; it was all I could do to keep from being pulled out into deeper water!  I quickly decided to go back to shore and get out of the water!  Then, with horror, I realized I wasn’t able to go back…the undertow was too strong, and it was a struggle just to maintain my position and not be dragged further out!  Now the water was neck high!  I was really beginning to panic, when suddenly the thought came to me to just jump up when a wave came rolling through, let it carry me back maybe six inches, then fight to maintain that position and wait for the next wave and repeat what I was doing.  After 7 or 8 waves doing this, I was back in chest high water again, and was able to get myself back to shore!

My parents never knew about what had just happened…and I was in a cold sweat!  Many years later, as I remembered that frightful event, I realized that the thought given me at that time to ride the waves back…was from God, and that the hand of God kept gently moving this 10 year old back those 6 inches at a time to safety!

Do you really think these were just fortunate coincidences?  Continuing my account of the 15 times I should have been dead were it not that God Personally intervened to stay the hand of death…1st: shot at in Brooklyn; 2nd: Taxicab @ 4 yrs old; 3rd: Point Lookout…

When I was 12 years old at my childhood home in West Hempstead, we had a radio on the kitchen counter by the entrance from the living room.  The radio was plugged in to a wall socket.  One day, as I was walking out from the kitchen, I noticed that the cord, which had been tacked up along the wall to keep it from lying along the counter, had fallen onto the counter along with the thumb tack that held it in place.  I remember thinking to myself that I should tack the cord back up on the wall for my mother.  As I looked at the cord and the tack, I came to the conclusion that I needed to push the tack through the center of the cord back into the wall!  It seemed to me that was the way it was tacked there in the first place; after all, it had been tacked up there all along.  It never occurred to me that the tack had been placed under the cord to hold it up…that you don’t push a metal tack through an electrical cord.  As a twelve year old, I never had a clue how close to death I was!

I was determined to do this for my mother…so I held the cord, which was plugged in, against the wall and proceeded to attempt pushing the tack through the center of the cord and into the wall!  I pushed hard, but I couldn’t get the tack to penetrate the cord!  I started to walk away, thinking I wasn’t going to be able to do this…but then turned back fully determined to do it!  I pushed that tack with all my might…but it wouldn’t penetrate at all; I finally gave up on it.

I didn’t realize until years later that the hand of God kept that tack from penetrating the cord!  There was no way a 12 year old wouldn’t have the strength to push that tack through the wire!  God had Personally intervened one more time to stay the hand of death!

Do you really think these were just fortunate coincidences?  Continuing my account of the 15 times I should have been dead were it not that God Personally intervened to stay the hand of death…1st: shot at in Brooklyn; 2nd: Taxicab @ 4 yrs old; 3rd: Point Lookout; 4th: Radio electrical cord…

December, 1961, I was a 17 year old Sophomore at Notre Dame in South Bend Indiana.  It was Christmas Holiday break, and 4 of us who lived on Long Island got together and decided to share the driving home to New York…about a 12 hour trip.  The weather wasn’t the greatest…it was cold and rainy when we left the University in the late afternoon.  It was my turn to drive when we were approaching the Pittsburgh area, and then there would be the “7 horrors” of Pennsylvania…seven tunnels that were cut through the mountains, where [in those years] I-80 narrowed to just one lane in each direction through the tunnel.

The problem was that in the mountains of Pennsylvania, what was rain had now turned to a mixture of freezing rain and sleet!  I-80 had become very slippery and treacherous, and I was moving along at 70 MPH!  It was dark, and I could feel the wheels of the car slipping at times along the road!  I was tense, and quite concerned about this!  Looking back at that situation now, I should never have continued driving like that…but what do teenagers know?

As I was approaching the 1st of the “7 horrors”…the first tunnel…we were now just one lane in each direction.  The other 3 kids in the vehicle were asleep.  We were about 50 yards from the entrance, when, to my horror, the car started to slide sideways on the icy road surface!  My wheels were straight, but the car was turning sideways as I was approaching the entrance to the tunnel, and the oncoming traffic from the opposite direction!  I turned white with fear as I realized I had absolutely no control over the vehicle!  Then quite suddenly, maybe just 10 yards from the entrance, the car turned from its sideways slide position to perfectly straight as I flew into the tunnel!  I was dripping wet with sweat from the trauma of what had just taken place!

When I had regained my composure, I fully realized that it was the Hand of God that had suddenly turned that vehicle to perfectly straight!  God had intervened in my life once again, to Personally stay the hand of death!  No one in the car ever knew what had just taken place…I never told them.  But I thanked God over and over and over again…even to this day!

Do you really think these were just fortunate coincidences?  I will be continuing my account next Wednesday of the 15 times I should have been dead were it not that God Personally intervened in my life to stay the hand of death.

I don’t know whether in the depths of your heart you really believe there is a God in Heaven or not, but this I do know…my Father and my God, I owe my body and my soul to You.  If it were not for You, my body would be in the grave, and my soul would be in Hell…15 times over that I am fully aware of and can testify to, and surely many more times that I am not aware of.  Though I had sinned against You for so many years, so very often, and so very deeply…even so, You Personally intervened in my life to stay the hand of death!  If it were not for You, Father, I would be in Hell right now [except for those 3 times when I was still a child]…and I full well deserved to be there; but You would not have it.  You were not willing that I should perish.  How many times Satan had come for me to claim my life and to claim my soul, but You would not permit it.  No…You were my Shield and my Protector; You protected my soul, and You kept me safe…even from the very pit of Hell!

Jesus the Christ tells us plainly, clearly, beyond the shadow of any doubt in Scripture: Everyone whom in eternity past the Father had known would accept His free gift of eternal life, and thereby declared as belonging to Me, will indeed come to Me.  My sheep listen to My voice; I know them, and they follow Me.  I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish.  No one can snatch them out of My hand.  My Father, Who has given them to Me, is greater than all; no one can snatch them out of My Father’s hand.  For I have come down from Heaven not to do My will but to do the will of My Father Who sent Me.  And this is the will of Him Who sent Me…that I shall lose none of all whom My Father has given Me, but raise them up at the Last Day.  Whoever, therefore, comes to Me I will never turn away.  My Father’s will is that everyone who looks with faith to the Son and believes in Him shall have eternal life, and I will raise him up at the Last Day. [John 10:27-29, 6:37-40] 

I proclaim to you Christ Jesus…the One Who existed from the beginning, from Eternity Past, Whom I have heard with the ears of my own inner being, and have seen with my own spiritual eyes.  I have gazed upon Him and have spiritually touched Him with my own hands.  He is the Word of Life.  His Life is continually being revealed to me; I have seen it and testify to it, and I proclaim to you that He is the One Who is Eternal Life.  He always existed with the Father, and is now continually being manifested afresh and anew to me.  I proclaim to you what I have personally seen and heard in the depths of my soul, so that you also may enjoy this same fellowship together with us.  The fellowship I continually enjoy is with the Father and with His Son, Christ Jesus.  I am writing these things so that you also may fully share together with me in this fullness of joy. [1 John 1:1-4].  It is our birth-right as a child of the Most High God!

 

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