God’s Sweet Love


God’s Sweet Love

By Sonia Johnston

I tried to write something else for my second post. I really did, but I’m still shouting from my first blog post.

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Let me tell you something:  if I don’t know about nothing else in this world, I know about the power of prayer. There’s not one thing in my life that I have done or overcome without the direct blessings and grace of God. It ain’t me.  It never has been.  Everything is owed to Him.

If I’m sick, He is a healer.  If I’m depressed, He is a counselor.  If I’m tired, He gives me strength.  If it’s dark, and I can’t see my way out of the tunnel, God don’t come in with just a light. He knocks the whole infrastructure down.  Ain’t no more tunnel. I can’t explain it.  It’s not for me to know.  All I can tell you is that God comes through in the clutch ev.er.y.time!

I learned about prayer a long time ago.

“For verily I say unto you, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove,

and nothing shall be impossible to you.”—Matthew 17:20

As a child, I had a huge imagination and no other scripture held my fascination quite as much as the one above.  I’d visualize a majestic snowcapped mountain off in the distance. Across the lake, I’d be standing on the hill, still as a rock, while the blowing winds tossed my ponytails around my head like kites. In my dreams, I’d closed my eyes, lift my arms, and speak the words, “move.”  The next thing you know, the winds would stop and the ground would tremble. I’d open my eyes and watch as the mountain would remove itself from its base and topple over into the sea behind it.

One day, I got so caught up in the power of that passage I decided I’d try it. In real life. In the grocery store parking lot. I told you I had a huge imagination.

It was a day just like the one in my dreams, sans the mountain and the lake.  The wind was blowing hard; skirting around my legs and tossing my hair about my head.  Suddenly, the dream popped into my mind and I wondered if I could calm the winds.  I stood stock still and rooted my heels in the asphalt. I closed my eyes, stretched out my hands, and mustered an uncanny calm about myself. Suddenly, I felt this courage rising up in my chest and up through my neck. My breathing slowed and I spoke the words, calmly, serenely, and directly.  I muttered, “Winds be still.”  Not even three seconds later, the winds stopped swirling around me. I couldn’t believe it.  I popped open my eyes; shocked as all get out and ran my behind all the way home.

“This is the confidence we have in approaching God:  that if we ask anything according to His will, He hears us.”—John 5:14

Now of course, science is going to tell me that I experienced a temporary lull. And that’s fine, because no scientist can deny the timing.  I know in my heart, that day, lull or no lull, life intentionally taught me a lesson that I needed to know:  God hears.  At all times. It don’t matter who you are or where you are.  The line is constantly open. I’ve been talking to Him ever since.

“Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.”—Romans 12:12

Now, prayer is not magic.  You can’t snap your fingers and turn a dollar bill into a gold bar.  As Ms. Shirleen would say, “that ain’t the work of the Lord.” But what you can do, is ask God for the strength and the fortitude to help you turn your situation around.  You can do your diligence and push forward and I promise you: God will open doors that no man can close.  But you have got to believe and you must be persistent in prayer.

“Is anyone among you in trouble?  Let them pray.  Is anyone happy?  Let them sing songs of praise.”—James 5:13

Prayer has been my lifeline. I can’t do much else but praise His name. Matter of fact, I’m going to end this post in praise. Below, is a song I wrote (think Mahalia Jackson’s voice with B. B. King and his band) over twenty years ago praising God and His grace.

God’s Sweet Love

“I feel your love, your sweet love surrounding me.

It’s in the air I breathe and in the water I drink and all the thoughts I think. 

I feel your love, your sweet love surrounding me.

How could I get up this day without your love my way?

I’m thankful to you God, just glad to be alive.

I’m here in the flesh to testify to the rest.

My God you are the best, my life, my love I must profess. 

I feel your love your sweet surrounding me.”—Sonia Johnston

Peace and blessings y’all!  Stay up!

 

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