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“J” is for Jesus and Jean

Grateful April in the A-Z Blogging Challenge
I hope a new habit isn’t forming, but I really had to work today and did not begin writing this blog until 4:00. So if you aren’t reading this “J” post until the day “K” is due, forgive me. But if the truth were known, I did not even have my “J” word until after 2pm today when I met a dear friend for coffee.
St. Patrick’s Day 2012
Jean is a gorgeous woman who has children my age but looks young enough to be my sister. She’s elegant, attractive, articulate and intelligent. Jean is a pastor and the wife and daughter of pastors, and she is also an English professor. If I add up all of Jean’s beautiful pieces, she’s the soul mate sister-friend of my heart.
Jesus is my savior. He and Jean know each other intimately. They go way back, longer than I’ve known either of them. He’s my Teacher, Director, and my Counsel. Many people don’t realize this, but I confer with Him on a regular basis. I don’t meet Him in church, but He is everywhere I go. I don’t talk to Him on the phone, but He hears everything I say. And He answers me. Sometimes out loud, sometimes using the voice of someone else.
Today, both Js had something to say to me, which left me feeling very grateful for their love.
See, I’ve had some business decisions to make lately, and, having recently lost the person who handled all of that, I have felt much like a fish without fins–sort of floating aimlessly in the water, no real direction and no way to get there. After dealing with the grief of losing someone very close to me, I also had to face business issues unfamiliar to me, and I wasn’t sure I was fully equipped for that. So, I called in reinforcements. I asked God to help.
You may think, “Oh, another churchy blog — why must these Christians always choke us with their beliefs?” I don’t intend to do that; I am only going to tell you why I am grateful for Jean and Jesus today.
I told God that I wasn’t equipped to handle these issues (I think He must have laughed, because the truth is that He equipped us all with the ability to do whatever He puts in our hearts), so I asked Him to handle the problems for me. I told Him that I wasn’t a real bright bulb, so if He didn’t mind, I’d need an answer so obvious that even I could see it. I asked for a sign, an answer from Him so that I’d know His will for my business. It’s OK to ask for a sign. In fact, I think God is up there tapping His foot just waiting to amaze us with His signs. 
“What? Dana asked for a sign?” God smiled. “Watch this!”
I learned today that right about the time I was asking Him for a sign, Miss Jean started praying for me. An overwhelming sensation came over her regarding my business, but she initially suppressed the feelings she was having because she did not want to overwhelm our new friendship. She was worried I would take her message as interference. So she prayed earnestly and privately for me. For weeks.
But see, that’s the beauty of God’s unfathomable planning: He knew two years ago when Jean moved to Bakersfield that we would become friends through writing, and that He would use her to answer my request for guideance.
Jean grew emboldened. She felt pressed upon today to call me, to see me. She had a book for me, yes–we’re booky girls–but she also had a message. I could see something was troubling her when she hemmed and hawed over coffee. Her sky blue eyes searched mine. She was like a student in class, looking for the right time to pass God’s note to me. She was dying to tell me something but was waiting for just the right moment.
She prefaced the discussion with assurances that she did not mean to impose, and then she voiced concerns about my business, concerns I’d had, too, but had revealed only to God. Jean, the consummate lady and Christian example, does not know anything about the Halloween industry or the business hiccups I was having, but I could tell she had no choice but to deliver the message, no matter how unfamiliar it seemed to her.
Why am I so grateful? Because today — again — I learned that yes, He does hear every word we lift to Him in prayer, He answers requests for “signs,” and He uses the people around us as his messengers. 
When I got in my car to drive home, I started crying, but not from sadness. The joy of being loved THAT MUCH overwhelmed me. How in the world could a God who seems so far away make Himself so present? Easily. He isn’t that far. He is with us all the time.
Thank you, Jean, for listening to your gut–which isn’t really your gut at all. You didn’t know it, but you were being used as God’s precious mouthpiece to give me the answer I had asked for in no uncertain terms: “Please tell me what I should do. I need a sign.”
You were it.  Thanks, J & J. I love you both.

(Editor’s note: For the record, the message wasn’t what I was hoping for or what I wanted His answer to be. But it was His answer to my question, so now I must consider it.)


    Comments

  • Robin


    Love this post. I do believe that God is that Inner Voice we all hear. I also don't believe in coincidence. Things happen according to plan… always.

  • Kym Showers


    So lovely & beautiful…honoring Jesus & Jean….. He has designed us for connection & love & true friendship. It looks like He's given you a very special gift in Jean. I'm sure she feels the same about you:)
    I'm SO ENJOYInG your daily posts. I'm getting spoiled:) can't the alphabet be extended! hugs & love.

  • Judy


    This is beautiful. I pray all the time – for many reasons, including gratitude for so many blessings. And I believe that our Heavenly Father hears and answers every single prayer and I have found that more often than nit He answers us through another person. And all I can say is thank goodness for good people who listen when He speaks 🙂

  • Dana Martin


    Love you, ladies!!! Great comments!! I'm glad you know Him, too. He's pretty awesome, and I'm happy to make this post about Him. Jean did not even know she was answering a direct question I'd had. It was a pretty awesome moment!!

    Kym… I think it would kill me if I had to do this every day! Maybe every other day! But I do know what you're talking about because I look forward to your posts, too. <3

  • Craig Edwards


    Jesus loves it when a plan comes together!

  • Michelle


    I was 18 the first time I remember being called by God to pray for a specific person. It was late at night and I couldn't sleep until I prayed. Through the church prayer chain the next day, we learned the husband had passed away around the time I was awake and praying for his family to have peace. It was a powerful realization that God does speak to us and we need to listen and act.

  • Kathy Wiechman


    Another wonderful post! Oh, the stories I could tell you about the signs in my life! I often wonder if there were other ones that I missed, but I know He'll keep sending them until I finally notice. Thanks for that reminder today.

  • mare ball


    Oh my, what would we do without the guidance of Christ and good friends? I often feel like fish without fins! So sorry for the loss of your friend…there are such gaps when loved ones pass. You are blessed to have Jean in your life!

  • Frances Stiles


    Beautiful post, Dana. Sometimes you just have to let it go, pray and let the answer come back to you. You're so right that it's not always the answer we want, but at least you know that your prayers are heard.

  • Dennis


    Dear Dana,

    I admire how you write with ease about your belief and faith. Though this is the "J" post, it is another example of the intimacy you share with your readers.

    Dennis

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