A Mother’s Hell

When you find yourself in a dark hour of trial, lean into God. That is where you will find strength, hope, and courage.


Long before her minstrel or thoughts of cotillion…. do we ever know the magnitude of the tribulations and trials our parents went through as children? Cell phones and computers were words of nonexistence. But almost a hundred years ago, a mother, scorned as a child, lived with a scar that not even God could change.

In the West Virginia hills, a family of five barely thrived as the coal mines were the heartbeat of the nation. Raising children was an experience that, well, anyone who can read could never imagine. Muddy roads, outhouses and central air from a pot belly were the only conveniences of life. It was here, in a Berkeley community, that a disaster of enormous proportion occurred. A Mother's Hell 2

At the tender age of four, this mother’s tiny brother slips under the water in a bathtub as she reached for a towel. Scorned for life-changing circumstances, the mourning family was cursed. The Mom and Dad divorced and on a rainy, cold Monday morning, they packed up the Packard and moved away to Baltimore.

As God tried to comfort, the scars remained, but life went on. A broken family finds little peace. Faith is blocked, and the Holy Spirit is not received anymore. The mother remarried, and the dad heads to Greensboro. Now torn, two sisters parade into the Presbyterian….numb and bearing the shame every Sunday.

That little sister now lies beside her brother and joined in heaven where only God can heal the sorrow. In forever eternal love, God has wrapped His arms around them both.

As He lovingly looked down at His little children, He smiled and said — “All is forgiven”.

 

Please enjoy this video from Pastor Greg Laurie and Steven Chapman on pain and grief.  Know you are never alone……..

 

 


Related Verses:

But Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of heaven.” (Matthew 19:14)

He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. (Psalm 147:3)

For they cannot die anymore, because they are equal to angels and are sons of God, being sons of the resurrection. (Luke 20:36)

Author: Dana Bicks LLC, Author

Dana S. Bicks, a Severna Park, Maryland native, was born a left-handed dyslexic, and falsely labeled "retarded" as a young child. He struggled throughout his life with the disability until the age of sixty when one night, a miracle occurred. God, in His infinite grace and wisdom, awoke Dana and demanded him to be a writer of His messages to the world. Shortly after finding humor in God's suggestion, Dana picked up a pen. He began writing, right-handed nonetheless, Christian struggles of life, and prayers ascribed to him by the Lord. In June 2017, Dana and his wife created their Christian blog, www.danabicksauthor.com, which currently maintains 19.6 million readers in twenty-nine countries across the world. It has won multi-awards including the Top 50 Inspirational Blog as voted by Feedspot.com in September 2017. His blog is followed by numerous celebrities, ministries, authors, and people in all walks of life. Only God's hand could allow an unexperienced writer to grow a fellowship of such success in less than a year! Dana Bicks is blessed to witness and live his own miracles every day of his life. He shares these stories in his beautiful books, blogs, and social media platforms. Currently, his works include the inspirational book series, "There.... In God's Grace", and the children's book series, "Dr. Peacock and Friends". Dana’s creative, talented writing can only be heaven sent!

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