God Was With Me

God asked me, "Do you think you could love him?"

August 2

Today God brought back a familiar memory and filled in a few pieces that I hadn’t seen before. I was five years old and my new baby brother had just come home from the hospital. Family and friends had gathered to see this new bundle of joy. For you to understand this memory I need to fill in some information. My older brother had always had a mean streak. He was only two years older than me and gave my parents a run for their money. He didn’t like me and was not very kind to me, so when our grandmother gave us the news this little baby was a boy, I cried. I was afraid he would be like my older brother and I would now have two boys who didn’t love me and who would be mean to me.

As the adults entered the house they greeted me with a pat on the head and walked directly to the crib, which was under the window in the living room. I felt almost invisible. After everyone arrived and was busy chatting, I walked over to the crib and peered in. What was all the fuss about anyway? My disappointment in him being a boy was crushing. I wanted to throw him out the window. Simply get rid of him. Obviously I didn’t throw him out the window. I have always remembered all that went through my mind as I looked into the crib. What I didn’t remember until today, was where God was. I know He has always been with me. As an adult, I learned to hear His voice. But as a child, I thought of him as being a silent benefactor that orchestrated my life. He has been so much more than that. So here is my memory with God filling in the blanks.

I looked at my baby brother and thought, I could through him out the window and he would be gone. I wouldn’t have to worry about another boy.

That is when God whispered in my ear, What would happen if you through Him out the window?

I could picture him dead on the ground.

Then he whispered, Do you want him dead?

No, I thought, I don’t want him dead.

Again He spoke, Look at him again. Isn’t he beautiful?

And he was, so I said yes.

Lastly, he asked me, Linda, he may be a boy, but he isn’t David. Do you think you could love HIm?

At that instance, I saw how precious he was and said Yes

From that moment on I knew I could love him and always would and still do. He is still one of my favorite people in the whole world.