“The phone call came shortly after Ron and I were both sound asleep, early in the night, between a normal Tuesday and a wretched Wednesday. I jumped out of bed to answer. With Mama and Daddy in the nursing home, I was accustomed to receiving phone calls – day or night. ‘Doctor ordered a different medicine,’ or ‘Your mother had a fall.’ But I could see on the phone ID that this call was different. It was Jesse’s dad, Jake. I knew something was wrong – desperately wrong.
‘Kathi, this is Jake. Amber and Jesse have been arrested.’
Please, God, let this be a nightmare. Let me wake up now.”
It was a nightmare – a living nightmare, culminating years of heartache and despondency. I couldn’t shake this nightmare, as I had those of my childhood – with splashes of cold water on my face and by walking around the house. This nightmare persisted, and at first, I had no strength to fight it.
Within those first days, I spoke with my beloved former pastor, pouring out my broken heart, with the news of our daughter’s arrest – news that had shattered my world. He now lived across the country, but he prayed for me on the phone that day. I still remember some of those words:
“In five years, Lord, may this be nothing but a bad memory.”
In my deepest despair, those dozen words encouraged me. Was it possible that a day might come when this pain would no longer permeate my soul – when only a memory of the pain would exist?
That living nightmare occurred well over five years ago! And today, it is nothing but a bad memory!
It’s a long story, and you’ll have to read my book to understand how the Lord lessened my anguish, bit by bit, miracle by miracle – how the Lord broke through chains – my chains, my daughter’s chains. It’s an awesome story!
Pastor Mills passed to heaven recently. I thanked him here on earth, and I’ll thank him again when I see him in heaven: Thank you for hope – a hope I’ve come to know – a hope I now instill in others.
Friend, as I write this, I pray Ephesians 1:18 for you – that you might know that hope – that your worst nightmare will soon be nothing but memory, a memory God has healed. You can know the God who breaks away the chains, breaks down the gates of bronze, and cuts through the bars of iron!
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