Friday, December 11, 2009

God is Faithful

She was petite and sweet with a southern accent that sounded like she just walked right out of Gone With The Wind. Her name was Becky Brumbalow. As a pastor's wife, she took her calling very seriously and carried out her ministry with class and compassion. Everyone loved her. You were thankful to have her as a friend. In the three years I served on staff with she and her husband Roger at The Tabernacle in Decatur, Georgia I never heard her say a single derogatory word about anyone. On the contrary, she was the one who always found the good in every person and every situation. She was kind and protective towards my young family. She bought my children gifts and always asked about 'Sister Donna.'
She used to tell the story of how, as a young pastors wife, things were really difficult. She and Roger were trying to make ends meet and, pastoring a small church with a young child in their home, finances were tight. One day she went to the refrigerator to make some breakfast for her little girl and the refridgerator was empty. Not even a egg to scramble. She said out loud, "God don't you care enough about us to provide a dozen eggs?" She went to her bedroom and cried herself to sleep. The doorbell woke her up, but when she went to the door no one was there. Then she looked down and saw them: A dozen eggs sitting on the doorstep. God had provided. It was like He was saying, "I know what you need." She told us that since then, over thirty five dozen eggs have come to her at different times. She said they came just when she needed to hear from God the most. Random people dropping by saying things like, "I don't know why but when I was at the grocery store today, I felt led to buy you some eggs." God is faithful.
Cancer doesn't discriminate. She fought the disease with all her strength, but it just kept coming back. This week Cancer thought it had claimed another victim - But Becky Brumbalow is no victim. She has fought a good fight, she has finished the race, she has kept the faith. This time the dozen eggs was the promise fulfilled - "I have gone away to prepare a place for you that where I am you may be also." Becky's at home. Becky's healed. We will see her again.

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