Scriptures: Psalms 26, 41; Malachi 3:17; 2 Corinthians 3:17-18; Titus 2:7. Handmade by Jennifer Lynn Easton Joy
Obedience Can Save Lives December 2001 Sheri Mathison
I met Jennifer Joy at a dance workshop February of 2001 at the Hope of God Church, Portland, Oregon. I bought one of her books and reading the stories alone opened up a whole new world of possibilities that I didn’t know were possible. It definitely broadened my horizons. God laid it on my heart to send her a letter of encouragement. I was real leery but did it anyways.
To understand the full story, I have to give a little background testimony of my life:
During my whole childhood my family never accepted me, I was considered “white trash” compared to the rest of my family. Like many people I had been abused. I didn’t have a Godly influence growing up.
I left home when I was 15 and spent six years running, abused, broken and lonely. What I desired most was to be loved and accepted.
I found the LORD when I was 21 and my daughter was 3 months old. As a matter of fact, my husband now is the one who led me to the LORD. From the moment I stepped foot in the church that we were attending then, I was stoned to death before I hit the altar. People either avoided me, ignored me while I was in their presence, shrugged me off, condemned me, or made wrong judgments of me. I was called “common trash,” prideful, rebelling, etc. I was mocked, put down, and made fun of in my presence let alone behind my back. Only one couple in the 400 people attending made an effort to get to know me. They didn’t come from the same world as me so they didn’t understand me. I attended that church for four years.
My poor husband didn’t understand me either – bless his heart—he really tried, but got more frustrated than anything. Also, my husband was dealing with a debilitating disease that almost took his live at least seven times in the last two years.
In September 2001 my husband, kids, and I lost our home church due to a tainted leadership (note: the pastor was absent due to an illness). That was the final straw for me. Suicide sounded more and more tempting to me as time went by.
At one point my husband and I got into a huge argument. T couldn’t handle it so I ran for our gun. Praise God my husband chased after me and took the gun from me.
I believe it was a week or two after the argument when Jennifer Joy called me on the phone. She told me that God had told her to make me a glory ring and that PAPA GOD said it was time to bring it to me. At this time, I thought that God has disowned me too so I was shocked that my name would even enter His thoughts. I was floored. The only thing I could say was, “Really!”
Jennifer, in obedience to the Lord, brought me my Glory Ring. From that moment on, my life has been changed. In her obedience, Christ saved my life. He does love me, He does care bout me. He is everything that I have been searching for and more—and He’s faithful no matter what. When everyone else in my life can let me down, my PAPA always holds me up. He’ll never call me names, He’ll never beat me, He’ll never cheat or leave me, He’ll never lie to me, and He’ll never turn away from me.
Than you Jesus for being You, for my husband – who through this understands me so much more, and for blessing my life with Your servant and friend Jennifer Joy who graciously gives without reservation.
Note from Jennifer: In September when the Holy Spirit spoke to me about making Sheri’s Glory Ring it was urgent! I completely stopped everything I was doing and made her Prophetic Glory Ring in 2-3 days. The urgency was almost unbearable. Usually I mail the Glory Rings, not personally deliver. The LORD asked me to call her and deliver this to her personally. As I am directionally challenged in the earth’s realm and Portland is a city of over one million in the metro area, I was not confident that I would even be able to find their home (before GPS). Of course the LORD was faithful. When I arrived at their home, I went through the side fence as Sheri had directed and was met by a pit bull and another growling dog. My heart stopped and I ran for the car. I was very upset and reminded myself how much easier it is to mail things. The LORD calmed me down and spoke to me clearly about calling Sheri on the cell phone. So she took care of the dogs, and I met her on the back patio where I just handed her the hatbox, as I was still trembling from the dog encounter, which held the Glory Ring and quickly returned to the safety of my car.
I believe that every day holds strategic moments for each of us and that as we purpose to walk in obedience to the leading of the Holy Spirit the will of the FATHER is released on earth for HIS ETERNAL GLORY!