(Based on actual events)
Recently, I had gotten into a pretty intense fight with a friend that came down to past hurts by each other and judgments of character. I left in a panic. I forgot my keys for my vehicle and I had left my phone in my vehicle, which was locked. I got to my car and was discouraged to even try to go back to get my keys, because we both needed space and I didn’t want to upset them further or get yelled at. So, I went for a walk. As I walked, it dawned on me that the nearest coffee shop was owned by a dear family friend since I could remember. He remembered me by name right away, and that was amazing considering his memory loss due to an accident that he had gotten into with a sibling of mine. Immediately I felt right at home. I got my coffee and he asked me how I was doing with my relationship with God? I said “well, I’m working on it. I try to either attend church or watch online weekly”. He then proceeded to tell me that God spoke to him recently and asked if I minded if he shared it with me. “Of course” I said. I felt grateful considering I know him to be strong in his faith and a man of God.
He starts out by telling me that for some reason he thinks I’m the one to hear Gods message through him. He then admitted to his own imperfections or sins and told me how hard he can be on himself with his memory or being too prideful. As I was hearing his confessions of sin I thought to myself ‘oh my’ if he’s repenting for such things, ‘then I’m in deep water with God’! He continued to speak and told me that God had told him that He -God, drew his picture. Perfectly and Uniquely designed. Without realizing it, I had tears streaming down my face. He then explained it a little bit easier for me. He asked me if I remember drawing a picture for my mom and dad? I of course shook my head yes. He asked me another question. Did my parents ever erase a single line from any of my drawings? I looked at him with confusion and said “of course not”! He finished by telling me that our Heavenly Father would never erase His picture of us that he drew. Not even a single line. We ended in prayer.
I’ve been so focused on everything that’s wrong with me that I’m trying to make better for people around me so they can be happier with my company. I realized then though, that it wasn’t really up to them and what they thought about me. That was their choice and that I can never change. Also, the one thing that I know for certain I can’t change, is God’s picture of me! That is what matters. He loves me just the way that I am, because God drew my picture. I also realized that the enemy may try to get to us through our thoughts and through peoples actions, but God gets through to us with the same tactic. God Spoke to me, through my friend, exactly when I needed it the most. What a wonderful experience and blessing.
-Kara Malvin


What’s your take on this?