He calls me sweetie.. He calls me beauty... He calls me "my beloved Dria" when he prays for me. He encourages me in such a way that his voice sounds like the voice of my beautiful savior.. I know Jesus speaks through Him... He places me second in His life as he has no room for idols... He worships God alone and in our relationship I am a wondrous and amazing second. I feel love, protected, cherished, and set apart like never in my life outside of my relationship with the Father. He is my ministry. The man God has for me. The man that gave me one perfect, yellow rose, in fulfillment of the prophecy my biological father spoke over my life in 1978. My father told me, "I will not be there to give you away in marriage. But, I am the first man to give you one perfect, yellow rose." I had shared the story of the yellow flower with so many men even my ex-husband. So many men could have given me a yellow rose, but none did. I finally gave up looking for the rose. I felt heaven part that day remembering the flower given to me by my father. I almost fell to my knees at the significance of that event. My beloved was in awe as well. However, this Sunday brought a new level of confirmation and awe to us both.
I had forgotten some things my father said to me that day as I stood next to his white car, the all too familiar smell of cigarettes, newspaper, and alcohol coming from his car, the occasional clang of his crutches interrupting our conversation .. but my mother reminded me of the words God placed in my father for me.... And my father added, "One day the man God has for you will come and you will know him because he will bring you one, perfect, yellow rose."And my beloved did come, he brought me one, perfect, yellow rose. The first man since 1978 to ever bring me one perfect, yellow, rose. And I am astounded that God saw Marvin's face on that day in 1978 as I stood there gazing into the blue eyes of my father. I had no idea the significance of that moment. I didn't know it would be the last time I saw my father and I had no idea God had used my father, the man that brought so much turmoil into my life, to prophecy over the greatest blessing in my life next to my relationship with my Savior.
I sat on my bed last night, talking to my beloved over the phone, the letter my father had given me in my hand. I traced the words he had written with my finger and smelled the old and crinkled pages for a hint of his touch. He had once held that paper with love for me and a willingness to hear from God. I wonder if He knew the impact that day would have on my future. I cried for my lost relationship with my father, but more than anything I cried at the miracle that had taken place through a simple, yellow rose. I asked Marvin, "Why us?" Why would God do such an outstanding and incredible thing? We came to the conclusion that God does these amazing and outstanding things in the lives of all believers, but they often do not notice. They fail to see the significance of events in their life the way I failed to see the significance of my father's words on that September day. If I had known, I would have waited for the sign of a yellow rose. But God, in his infinite mercy and wisdom, chose to force us to notice. He gives second chances and takes us from the ashes of our poor choices, the ashes of our shambled life.. and says I will do a new thing. Praise you Father for giving me exceedingly... Praise you for my salvation.. my ministry... my church.... And praise you for Marvin Davis in my life.
I had forgotten some things my father said to me that day as I stood next to his white car, the all too familiar smell of cigarettes, newspaper, and alcohol coming from his car, the occasional clang of his crutches interrupting our conversation .. but my mother reminded me of the words God placed in my father for me.... And my father added, "One day the man God has for you will come and you will know him because he will bring you one, perfect, yellow rose."And my beloved did come, he brought me one, perfect, yellow rose. The first man since 1978 to ever bring me one perfect, yellow, rose. And I am astounded that God saw Marvin's face on that day in 1978 as I stood there gazing into the blue eyes of my father. I had no idea the significance of that moment. I didn't know it would be the last time I saw my father and I had no idea God had used my father, the man that brought so much turmoil into my life, to prophecy over the greatest blessing in my life next to my relationship with my Savior.
I sat on my bed last night, talking to my beloved over the phone, the letter my father had given me in my hand. I traced the words he had written with my finger and smelled the old and crinkled pages for a hint of his touch. He had once held that paper with love for me and a willingness to hear from God. I wonder if He knew the impact that day would have on my future. I cried for my lost relationship with my father, but more than anything I cried at the miracle that had taken place through a simple, yellow rose. I asked Marvin, "Why us?" Why would God do such an outstanding and incredible thing? We came to the conclusion that God does these amazing and outstanding things in the lives of all believers, but they often do not notice. They fail to see the significance of events in their life the way I failed to see the significance of my father's words on that September day. If I had known, I would have waited for the sign of a yellow rose. But God, in his infinite mercy and wisdom, chose to force us to notice. He gives second chances and takes us from the ashes of our poor choices, the ashes of our shambled life.. and says I will do a new thing. Praise you Father for giving me exceedingly... Praise you for my salvation.. my ministry... my church.... And praise you for Marvin Davis in my life.
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