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My goal is to share encouragement, grace, and hope from God’s Word, and to brighten your day. Mission trips abroad have enlarged my heart and reminded me once again that regardless of our skin color or location we all need a savior, and His name is Jesus. I pray that my articles will lift your spirits and point you to the One who loves you most.
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- What Hope Can Do - by Fran Sandin
- 7 Tips For A Lasting Marriage - by Fran Sandin
- So What Happens Next? - Tract written by Steve Sandin
- Walking Through the Fire (a grief recovery article)
- Ten Days of Encouragement (for anyone who is depressed)
- Ten Ways to Say “I Care” (to encourage grieving mothers)
- The Russian version of See You Later, Jeffrey
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This Month's Message
RESCUED: One Mother’s Story
By Fran Caffey Sandin
Sirens blared as the fire truck approached the apartment complex in Grapevine, Texas. The sound of help on the way gave Angie a sigh of relief. Her dramatic day had begun early. Angie, a new mom, had taken six-month-old Emily with her to the 8:00 a.m. exercise class. When they returned to the two-bedroom apartment, Angie lightly kicked the bathroom door closed behind her as she carried Emily in her infant seat and placed it securely on the long counter. Emily happily played with the attached overhead hanging toys while Angie showered.
When she was finished and ready to put Emily down for nap, Angie tried to open the bathroom door, but it was locked…permanently. The old knob rotated, but that’s all. The metal rod failed to disengage. At first Angie began banging on the door trying to release the latch, but Emily was startled and started crying. She dug through the bathroom drawers looking for something to open the door, but nothing worked. So after several failed attempts, Angie decided to wait as she prayed for the Lord’s help.
Her plan became, “I will do what is best for Emily.” Thankfully, Angie was a nursing mom, so she kept her schedule, nursed the baby, and they had a little playtime. Then when Emily slept in her infant seat, Angie gathered clothes from the dirty clothes hamper, placed them as padding on the hard linoleum floor, and she took a nap, too.
Angie had water to drink and Emily was fine but they were imprisoned in the small bathroom indefinitely. She could hear the phone ring in the other room and the answering machine record the messages:
“Hi Angie, it’s Patti; I have a list of houses for you and Beau to look at on Saturday. Call me so we can schedule a time.” “Hi sweetheart, it’s Beau, I guess you are out furniture shopping. See you later tonight. Love you.” The day wore on and on and on. Angie waited anxiously for Beau to come home and listened intently for his key in the door. Finally, Beau came home from work about 5:30 p.m., but when he turned his key, the front door remained locked. He had instructed Angie to always use the double lock—the knob plus the extra lock when she was at home alone with Emily. So she had secured both locks and he could not enter.
When Angie heard him at the front door, she put her face to the floor and yelled through the one-inch space under the door, “Help! We are locked in the bathroom! The door won’t open!” Beau could hear her clearly and immediately called the fire department.
Curious children from adjoining apartments ran outside to watch as the fire truck pulled into the driveway. After Beau explained the problem, two firemen smashed through the front door. Then they tried to open the bathroom door from the outside, but could not. So they called to Angie, “You and your baby need to get in the bathtub, close the shower curtain, and stay back. We’ll have to beat the door down and we don’t want you to get hurt.” When Angie was ready, the two guys rammed through the door. Pieces of wood flew around, but Angie and Emily were safe and rescued. Beau was relieved, and notified the apartment manager who arranged for the doors and facings to be replaced.
Angie’s faith sustained her throughout the ordeal. She said, “I had all I needed.”
These verses relate to Angie’s day: “I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through Him who gives me strength.” Philippians 4: 12-13. “And my God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus” Philippians 4: 19 (NIV).
Dear Heavenly Father, we never know what a day will bring. Help us cultivate a close relationship with you so that when something unexpected happens we are assured that you will never leave us or forsake us, and you are faithful to meet our needs. In Jesus’ name A-men.