Faith Fiction

30 Minutes With Mary

August 16, 2011

I took 30 minutes to scribe a glimpse into the heart of someone on a new journey. Daunting. Faith-filled. Wondering. The prayers that go up to God are not unfamiliar. We’ve all prayed them! In vulnerable fashion, here is Mary…

A faint mist welcomed Mary and all the other passengers that morning as the train rolled to a stop in the sea-side town of Leigh. She couldn’t easily erase the conversation she had with God the night before. Nor did she want to. It was as though His hand tangibly held hers and his voice soothed all care. Mary looked down at her watch and realized that the train was a few minutes early, giving her just enough time to shake off the sleepiness before meeting her new world.

Mary whispered to herself, “I can do this.”

Before her legs could find movement, Mary started to recall the conversation with God the night before.

“Father, this past season has been hard. I don’t understand everything. Why?”

“My ways are not your ways. But remember my promise, I will never leave you. I have great things in store for you.”

“I’ve never doubted You’d work things out, Lord. It was more the timing of it. How do I trust that? I’ve asked to really know Your love in a deeper way. To REALLY get it. And, well, to be honest, I feel like You’re making me wait a long time. What am I missing?”

Silence. Mary dropped her head. And waited. She’d decided to do that as much as she could. Wait. What else could she do?

“Father God, I want to do Your will. I want to please You. I want to know You in my heart, not just my head.”

Mary sat on her bed for the umpteenth time in stillness. Her bags were packed, leaning against the wall. The evening wind brushed her bare feet with coolness. And then He spoke.

“My daughter, I am trustworthy. I want you to know that you are capable of more than you realize, because I live in you. If I gave you everything the instant you asked for it, where would your patience, kindness, humility, and desire for Me…be? The very thing you ask for, love, is the very thing I am giving you. Love gives for the betterment of the other person. You’ve been waiting for Me. And I am here. I am love. I am taking You to a new level and if you’ll only keep trusting Me, you will see it come to pass. You will look back on this season as a treasure. Though it feels very rugged right now. Trust Me. I promised I would hide and keep you. I am a GOOD Father. My daughter, you make me smile!”

The tear trickled down Mary’s cheek unexpectedly as she reached for the tissue box next to her bed.

“And what do I do once I get there? I feel I need more of a plan, Father.”

“Abraham obeyed as soon as I told him the next step. I was faithful then. This is your next step. I am faithful now and always will be, My daughter. I love you more than human words can express,” God replied.

Mary sat again, in silence.

“Father, I receive Your love. I don’t know what else to do. But receive that which I’ve been asking You for. Help me to trust You, even when I don’t see the answer.”

Mary came back to the present and looked around her, realizing she was one of the last to exit the train. She grabbed her two pieces of luggage, throwing her purse over her shoulder. Sighed a heavy expectant breath. And she was off into her new unknown.

As her boots touched the platform, she looked left, then right. Then directly before her.

Look straight ahead, and fix your eyes on what lies before you. …. Above all else, guard your heart, for it affects everything you do.

Mary remembered the verses from Proverbs 4 she had read the night before. With a quick prayer of release of heart to her Father, Mary started walking.

She wasn’t completely sure who to be looking for. Someone was going to be picking her up. An elderly gentleman she suspected.

As she scanned the crowd, she saw a tall white-haired man with kind blue eyes staring her down. Smiling. In his hands he held a sign that said “Waiting for Miss Mary.”

She breathed a sigh of relief and walked onward.

“You must be Edward?” Mary said as she reached out her hand for a shake.

“Mary? I’ve been expecting you. Are you ready for an adventure? There are many people excited to have you with us!”

Somehow, Edward’s words caused Mary’s heart to leap. He seemed Fatherly. Protective. Exactly what she needed at the beginning of this daunting journey.

She had arrived for a purpose. She must be about her Father’s purpose. Afterall, God was expecting his daughter. His faithfulness awaited her. Just Mary.

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