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April
1, 2008
From Sis. White - that we have been praying for.
From Sister White—
To all my wonderful friends and faithful prayer warriors:
I felt
to write my testimony and the words to my song the Lord
gave me in the hospital—
We arrived
back in Malaysia on February 20. I was home for only a few
hours when I had a second attack of pancreatitus. I had
the first attack back in November in Alexandria, La. I was
immediately taken by ambulance to Emergency and was admitted
to ICU.
Through
all of this God has done a marvelous thing in my life—the
Lord gave me a Heart Transplant in ICU—He took the
stony heart and gave me a heart of flesh. But you say, Sister
White—Didn’t God do that for you years ago? Yes,
He did. But in time, just like in the natural—the heart
becomes clogged with plaque and it becomes sluggish and
blockages appear. My spiritual heart had become blocked
with the cares of this life—overwhelmed by my circumstances.
I felt lifeless and listless. My old fears that I had carried
for so long was holding me hostage.
There
in ICU with unimaginable pain, I cried to the Lord to help
me. The scripture came to my heart—“In everything
give thanks, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus
concerning you.” At that moment Jesus entered my room
as I began to praise Him and thank Him because He chose
to use me to accomplish His perfect will. I sang songs of
praise to Him, oblivious of anyone around me. It was just
me and Jesus and His Angels. After that happened, my fear
was GONE! I felt like a new woman, a new creature in Christ
Jesus.
The
searing pain I had felt in my shoulder was like a bolt of
lightning had struck me down. Then the thought came to me
that was the type of pain Jesus suffered for me on the cross.
I had truly become a companion in His suffering. What a
privilege! Now I am no longer held hostage to my fear. Everything
seems different somehow. I have a new heart and a new start!
When
I was released from ICU and they sent me to a regular room,
I asked the Lord to give me a song. I’ve always wanted
my own song. The next night a chorus began to run through
my mind. It was new, something I had never heard before.
All night it was there. I finally fell asleep in the wee
hours of the morning, but when I awoke—the song was
gone! I couldn’t remember it!
I asked
the Lord to give it to me again. Early the next morning
around 3 o’clock the song came back, not only the chorus,
but verses. At 5 a.m. I got out of my bed and found an envelope
and began to write. First the chorus— then three verses--and
the music. He even made it fit my love for old-fashioned
music! An old-fashioned tune for an old-fashioned lady!
Isn’t God good?!
I was
in ICU for 13 days and released from the hospital after
a total of 18 days. As I sit looking out our patio doors
I noticed the wind picking up. My first thought was—it’s
going to rain. Then I began to observe the trees—what
a beautiful sight! They were bending their branches low—and
then lifting them high swaying in the wind back and forth
as if in praise to their Creator—the King of the Universe.
The only reason I saw that is because I have a new heart.
All things have become new!
What
a blessing! What a privilege that He has allowed me to fellowship
with Him in His suffering. Hallelujah! Praise God!
My song—
ONE
TOUCH OF THE MASTER’S HAND
Chorus:
One touch—One touch
One touch of the Master’s hand.
One touch—One touch
One touch of the Master’s hand.
Verse
one:
I was in darkness
No hope within
I fell at the Master’s feet
His joy overflowing
Bubbling inside.
I’m free yes free indeed.
Verse
two:
I lay in the darkness
Of my room
My body so wracked with pain
I called on His Name
And instantly I felt
The touch of the Master’s hand.
Verse
three
And now I walk each day
With my Lord
In the sunshine of His Love
I have no fear for He’s always near
It’s the touch of the Master’s hand.
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