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Salvation Stories: Heather

 



Salvation Stories: Heather


Heather loved nothing more than to pull her old gumboots on, don her floppy hat, and head out to the garden. She'd always preferred being outdoors as a child, and now, although in her fifties, she still felt the need to get out of the house at least twice a day.

As she tugged her dilapidated straw hat over her graying curls, the sun was just kissing the tops of the fruit trees. Heavenly! Not that Heather believed in Heaven or in God for that matter. Her faith was in science; in the theory of evolution, and in the resourcefulness of man.

Yet, recently, her thinking had begun to shift, albeit very slowly and haltingly. The more she worked in her garden, the more she had doubts.

Just yesterday, she had happened across a new butterfly in one of her flower beds, its wings delicately opened in the sunshine, displayed an intricate and charming pattern. Heather recognized the work of an artist in those amazing wings.

That morning, she'd made an even more startling discovery beneath one of her peach trees. A discarded crysallis lay on the earth. Heather did a double take as she noticed something strange about it: it seemed as though a master engraver had etched a pattern or stamp upon it. Extraordinary!

Each day, it seemed to Heather as though her eyes were slowly opening astounding possibilities. Her garden appeared to be singing loudly and with great conviction of a Master Designer and Artist. And she was becoming more and more convinced of the truthfulness of its claims....

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Psalm 148:1-14 ESV
[1]  Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord from the heavens; praise him in the heights! [2] Praise him, all his angels; praise him, all his hosts! [3] Praise him, sun and moon, praise him, all you shining stars! [4] Praise him, you highest heavens, and you waters above the heavens! [5]  Let them praise the name of the Lord! For he commanded and they were created. [6] And he established them forever and ever; he gave a decree, and it shall not pass away. [7] Praise the Lord from the earth, you great sea creatures and all deeps, [8]  fire and hail, snow and mist, stormy wind fulfilling his word! [9]  Mountains and all hills, fruit trees and all cedars! [10]  Beasts and all livestock, creeping things and flying birds! [11] Kings of the earth and all peoples, princes and all rulers of the earth! [12] Young men and maidens together, old men and children! [13]  Let them praise the name of the Lord, for his name alone is exalted; his majesty is above earth and heaven. [14] He has raised up a horn for his people, praise for all his saints, for the people of Israel who are near to him. Praise the Lord!

https://bible.com/bible/59/psa.148.1-14.ESV

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Yes, the Creation speaks grandly, joyfully, emphatically, of its Creator. How about you? Are you like Heather? Do you believe the lies of the world? Look around you, allow the Creation to speak.

Read God's Word, starting with the Book of John. Jesus died so that you can be restored to Him.

Place your faith in Him and His death on the cross. Call on Him to save you. He will.

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With love and prayers.


Ps. Please consider sharing this story with someone who needs it. Thanks. :)

Also, coming up soon: a longer short story. (Inspirational romance.)


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