Attractive Young People
Not long after the elation of discovering she was pregnant with her third child, Mandy was given some very bad news. The doctor told her she had miscarried.
An earlier miscarriage had occurred soon after the birth of MariLynn, and the trauma of it had nearly been forgotten. Now it returned to haunt her, but since she had become devoted to Christ, her capability for coping with sorrow, anxiety and trouble had been enlarged. Having been born again, she could “do all things.” (Phil. 4:13)
With this great disappointment, God was at work to teach her to trust him, which is part of basic and remedial training for all Christians. He was drawing her closer to himself, toward the status of an intercessor.
After a month or so she returned to the doctor, and he discovered that she had not miscarried after all. However, her joy turned to fear when he said that there may be some problem with this baby, since he knew there had been a disruption of the pregnancy.
“What will it be?” she wondered. A deformity? A cerebral weakness? Heart? What? Of course, this prognosis helped her to press into God, for when we have fears and difficulties, we naturally seek his help and strain to follow him more closely than when life is good.
Mandy prayed for a normal, healthy baby and for strength, and that God would stay close, but she continued to worry. Then, at some point along the way in her hectic schedule of caring for Jack and MariLynn, teaching at the elementary school, participating in church, praying, and worrying about the baby, a message came through. Much like a carrier might break through the cross fire of a raging battle, dodging bullets and sneaking through enemy lines to reach the captain, a message arrived. The General sent these words: “Worry is sin. Stop worrying. Trust me.” It was not an audible message, yet it was clearly worded and she recognized its source as the voice of the Master.
Mandy had not been able to stop worrying up to this point, but now she had been given orders, so she did. She was still on the front line, still without certainty about the future, but she was at peace. God said to stop worrying. She would do that.
On the Fourth of July that year, daughter number two, Gloria, was born, noisy as a firecracker and healthy as a majorette. Appropriately, fireworks were part of the celebration.
Mandy was relieved, ecstatic, and thankful to God. She had endured a faith-strengthening trial, and now she earnestly sought the Lord to know how she could serve him. She wanted to do his will, and asked him to guide her life. In answer, before the start of the new school year, she clearly felt impressed not to go back to work, but that God wanted her to take MariLynn out of daycare and to stay home with both girls.
Jack was not happy with this turn of events. He enjoyed a lifestyle that included both selling mountain land and hunting on it. There was a season for both, but that enjoyment somewhat depended on the second income— the secure, regular one, since real estate sales are erratic. The best way to describe his reaction to her proclamation was that he grudgingly rose to the occasion. He didn’t want to be the sole bread winner, but a funny thing happened. Mandy’s obedience to God’s leading pushed Jack to become a new man.
Although he was a go-getter at heart, he had become a little lazy in his approach to sales since the family had the assurance of Mandy’s income and didn’t have to entirely depend on his. He greatly enjoyed being with his friends on hunting trips, going out for a bear or a beer or two. Life had a nice recreational feel up to the day when he had to bring home all of the bacon. After that, he became a very determined and capable Realtor. An aggressive businessman. After all, he certainly had no intention of being a deserter, except maybe it crossed his mind on occasion.
God blessed him. He got his broker’s license and not only sold properties but invested in some, and participated in land deals with other men. One investment he made was a small farm which became their homestead, complete with pasture, barn and horse.
Thanks to Mandy’s obedience, the family was beginning to enjoy a standing in the community. We were all proud of Jack. He was a success! They had the farm, a Jeep, a car, a riding lawnmower, and Jack was in a new real estate office whose owner was quite a high roller. We were impressed!
This new office did a lot of advertising in Florida markets because when the retirees there get too hot, they like a summer home in the cool mountains. They were regularly drawn into Jack’s sphere and he was an expert at showing the area’s real estate and at closing deals. He had to be, because not only was he the sole breadwinner, but also his new boss was a very demanding and tough man. By his own wit and sweat he had built a sizable empire which everyone admired, although some had their fears about him, too. Still, he was good to Jack, and Jack became an important part of his operation.
The business, however, was like Sodom: a prosperous city and a place of arrogance. No one could imagine amidst the heady achievements that it was marked for destruction in the not distant future. It was only a matter of time.