More of God's grace. Bryan got in a lot of trouble...he had an ADD thing going on...poor decisions sometimes! So Bryan up and thinks it would be fun to drive through town and shoot houses with a paint gun! And mail boxes and trees and who knows what else he hit! Trouble... Eye-roll...he gets arrested. He had also gotten in trouble for underage drinking (drinking pains away). And driving without a license... He goes to jail. I'm devastated. That word does not come close to what I feel, heart ripped out is closer! I had a missions trip to Honduras planned. My kid is stuck in jail and it is hard for him to sit in a chair for 3 minutes! I couldn't even see him before I left because he was in transition to a facility. I am notified that for him to listen to tv, he needs to buy headphones. And that the toiletries...aren't good. I go to leave money because I love him and I know it is going to be a long 30 days. Only they won't accept it, I have to mail it per their policy. I mail it. A hundred dollars. I knew it would be enough.
I go on to Honduras, letting God comfort my heart that Bryan is going to be OK and no one is going to hurt him. I met Edwin Villafranca on that trip. One of the missions I now support. More on that before the end of the book. It is where Bryan was going to go right before his accident. Anyway, I get home and find Bryan never got the money! I assured him I sent it. I was in Honduras for 10 days and it upset me to think my Son was there all alone, waiting for money I told him I was sending. I did not want him to feel unloved or cared about! He got of jail 30 days later and soon thereafter a letter comes to the house stamped "sorry, we could not deliver it, no Bryan Herrick at this address"...really?! He was there, for sure.
It was not long after that that Bryan shared his pain with me that he did not know if there was a God. He had had some troubles with his dad, heart wounded kind and other stuff that hurt. (God healed their relationship before accident!) He had prayed and prayed and nothing happened so it made him question if there was a God. As he spoke, I remembered sending him that money and him not getting it. A God thing to remember that.
I asked Bryan, "do you remember when I sent you that money in jail but you never got it," to which he said, "yeah." And I told him you know how much I love you right? He said yeah. And I told him I would do anything in the world for him. I made it a point to say I was REAL, I WAS HERE, I LOVED HIM AND I SENT WHAT HE NEEDED! He started to understand where I was going.
I told him God heard his prayers. God has always been moving on his behalf. Moving on hearts to listen. But people don't always listen right away. But rest assured, God heard you. He is there, HE IS REAL! Just like the mail got hung up because the postal service just did not do their job right, sometimes our prayers get hung up a little because someone has not moved on what He has spoken in their hearts. He does not force a person's will, but He will keep talking to them. He gives grace to them, just like you. Something in that story put a part of Bryan's hurt to rest. I pray you know GOD is REAL. DON'T GIVE UP HOPE. God has heard your prayers and moved on your behalf. Be of good cheer. Be at peace.
Picture is of Bryan praying for his sister, before the accident, and before he grew his Mohawk! You can follow Bryan's story on my art page. It is set up to honor him by writing a book of God's goodness and to sale paintings to raise money for missions. Check back often to see more. Please share if you know anyone who would be blessed by our story. And while on my page, please click like so you can save in your liked pages and find me later. I would be honored if you share my art page as well as this story. God bless! Thank you so much for your prayers, love and encouragement!
I go on to Honduras, letting God comfort my heart that Bryan is going to be OK and no one is going to hurt him. I met Edwin Villafranca on that trip. One of the missions I now support. More on that before the end of the book. It is where Bryan was going to go right before his accident. Anyway, I get home and find Bryan never got the money! I assured him I sent it. I was in Honduras for 10 days and it upset me to think my Son was there all alone, waiting for money I told him I was sending. I did not want him to feel unloved or cared about! He got of jail 30 days later and soon thereafter a letter comes to the house stamped "sorry, we could not deliver it, no Bryan Herrick at this address"...really?! He was there, for sure.
It was not long after that that Bryan shared his pain with me that he did not know if there was a God. He had had some troubles with his dad, heart wounded kind and other stuff that hurt. (God healed their relationship before accident!) He had prayed and prayed and nothing happened so it made him question if there was a God. As he spoke, I remembered sending him that money and him not getting it. A God thing to remember that.
I asked Bryan, "do you remember when I sent you that money in jail but you never got it," to which he said, "yeah." And I told him you know how much I love you right? He said yeah. And I told him I would do anything in the world for him. I made it a point to say I was REAL, I WAS HERE, I LOVED HIM AND I SENT WHAT HE NEEDED! He started to understand where I was going.
I told him God heard his prayers. God has always been moving on his behalf. Moving on hearts to listen. But people don't always listen right away. But rest assured, God heard you. He is there, HE IS REAL! Just like the mail got hung up because the postal service just did not do their job right, sometimes our prayers get hung up a little because someone has not moved on what He has spoken in their hearts. He does not force a person's will, but He will keep talking to them. He gives grace to them, just like you. Something in that story put a part of Bryan's hurt to rest. I pray you know GOD is REAL. DON'T GIVE UP HOPE. God has heard your prayers and moved on your behalf. Be of good cheer. Be at peace.
Picture is of Bryan praying for his sister, before the accident, and before he grew his Mohawk! You can follow Bryan's story on my art page. It is set up to honor him by writing a book of God's goodness and to sale paintings to raise money for missions. Check back often to see more. Please share if you know anyone who would be blessed by our story. And while on my page, please click like so you can save in your liked pages and find me later. I would be honored if you share my art page as well as this story. God bless! Thank you so much for your prayers, love and encouragement!