GODLY HELP, THE MIRACLE, MY STORY MY LIFE, NEED A MIRACLE?
It was 1962 and a bright, sunny
winter day in South San Gabriel, California, near Los Angeles, mid afternoon and not a happy day for me, as my father had
died three months before. At thirty-one, I was an outside salesperson for a large manufacturer and that day business had not
been good. Being the sole support of my wife and three children gave me stress. What would Dad do? Whom could I turn to now
he is gone? My business schedule brought me close to his cemetery, so I stopped and decided to visit his grave. I purchased
an inexpensive bouquet from the small florist roadside stand that was conveniently located across from the road from the cemetery.
I had done this before and the florist always used a rubber band, twisting it many times around the stems so the flowers
would hold together when placed in the metal holder at the grave site. The metal container is buried in the ground over the
grave and when the flowers are dead, the caretakers empties the container.
As I approached the grave site, I mourned
his death and my inability of never being able to seek my father’s wise council again. Placing the bouquet on the bright
green grass, I pulled out the metal container from the grave and walked over to the waterspout to fill the container with
water.
Having placed the filled container back into the hole over the grave, I went over to pick up the bouquet.
After picking up the bouquet from the grass, to my astonishment, I saw lying on the grass, under where the bouquet had lain,
was one beautiful yellow rose. The yellow color against the bright, sunny green grass, made it stand out and I knew it was
not there when I set the bouquet on the grass, for I would have seen it. I could not believe what I was seeing. I looked at
the bouquet, and the rubber band was still intact. I searched the bouquet, but the rubber bands held the stems tight. No flower
had come out of the bouquet, and besides, inexpensive bouquets do not contain roses.
I picked up the yellow rose
and it was a bud just slightly open. I felt it and it was real. I had taken no drugs and had not been drinking. Suddenly a
peace flooded through me and the thought kept repeating in my mind, “Your father is well and happy, mourn for him no
more.” The Biblical verse of, “Blessed are they that mourn for they will be comforted” also came into my
mind. My sorrow had turned to awe! A sense of well-being and peace filled my body; for I had lost my earthly father as an
anchor, but now I had a new anchor in Jesus. Suddenly, I realized that when the church says God is spirit, they were right,
God is real and he cares about me. He is alive, and vibrant and I wanted to know more about Him. A new dimension of life opened
to me, and I wanted to know more about God.
Whenever I have doubts about God and his love and caring for me, I
remember the yellow-rose experience and have faith again. You may not have had a yellow rose experience but perhaps there
was another time, in a different way, when God made Himself known to you. If you have not, ask Jesus to reveal Himself
to you.
Gospel of John 4:24 God is spirit and those who worship Him must worship in spirit and truth.
THE INVISIBLE DOOR
A TRUE TESTIMONY OF AN EVENT
IN THE LIFE OF FRANK HENRICH
God touched me
in 1962 in what I have called the Yellow Rose Event, and suddenly I know what I had hoped to be true, is true, that God is
real and Heaven is real. It happened in less than 2 minutes and my life was forever changed. For now I knew God is Spirit
and He loves me. I realized I knew so little about God as Spirit and the spirit world. I came to realize God is Spirit and
can dwell within me. The words of the Scripture:
“Do
you not know that you are in God’s temple and that God’s Spirit dwells in you? If anyone destroys God’s
temple, God will destroy him. For God’s temple is holy and that temple you are.” (1 Corinthians 3:16-17)
Suddenly I had a personal relationship with God, I
was enthralled to learn more. Jesus’ presence, I felt within me. It was as if I had been living in a very large
room called the physical world. I knew where most things I needed or wanted were located and what I needed to do to obtain
them. But where did the spiritual world fit into my physical world. The physical world to me was like a large auditorium and
then my eyes looked where there had been a blank outer wall. There I saw a door that had been invisible to me before and I
was beckoned to walk over to it.
Yes, suddenly in
the pale green blank wall a beautiful golden door appeared. The wall was transformed before me. It was as if it had been there
all the time, but I had not been able to perceive it. The door opened slowly inward and I saw for the first time the wonders
that awaited me. The room was very large as I could not see its outer walls. There were people all over and everywhere gathered
in groups at various mini structures while others moved back and forth. The brilliance of the color and variety dazzled my
eyes. There I stood alone wondering if I should step forward. The old physical auditorium had represented the confines of
my life. I had been seeking to know God better. The door was answered prayer. Jesus is so good to us.
When Jesus came to dwell with me, there was such a joy. A blinding joy and peace that I was like the rocks,
I had to cry out, “Praise the Lord.” There were areas for Christian conferences and Bible studies. There were
inspiring books to read and Christian teachers teachingwho I would never have listened too before. Now I couldn’t seem
to get enough of their teachings. I had a new joy. Some may call this the Baptism of the Holy Spirit. Some may call it the
mark or turning point of someone becoming an earnest Christian. Terms when defined limit one’s viewpoint so let us not
define it. Call it what you might. All I know is that I was like a child again. I had found that my God loved me in a new
and exciting way. All these new ventures were like a room full of toys. I dashed from one to another, from a Christian conference
to a Bible study to an inspiring book. You who call me unstable, you’re right but you can have your stability if your
stability is based on a God, who dwells in your intellectual mind. Such a God is not really personal and it’s a weak
substitute and who wants a substitute when you can have the real thing?
After three years passed and I had examined the contents of the room, stability in my walk started to develop. I began to
realize it was more important to concentrate on one or two areas than on all the activities of the room. I was learning the
lessons of the importance of church membership for I also needed the fellowship of all Christians not just my own brand. The
next step came when I did not insist upon my own brand of Christianity, if by so doing; I could be of greater assistance to
God. After a Christian has seen the invisible door, moving into a real personal relationship with God, I have noted the following
observation: God will move the Christian from a lukewarm church into an enthusiastic church for three years training and then
to a moderate evangelical church where he can be “Spiritual Salt.”
The event in 1962 when God
touched me became my faith anchor when troubles filled my life. God did not promise us a rose garden but that He would be
with us through it all. We have to trust and obey for that is the only way to have Jesus and eternal life.
Who really has the desired stable Christian walk? Is it the one who has never seen the invisible door? The Christian who still
sees God intellectually? Or is it the earnest Christian who has passed through the invisible door a number of years ago? For
those of you who have not discovered the invisible door, I must tell you, there is no short cut. You can live your earthly
life without ever seeing the invisible door and the joy and the peace that it brings. I must admit I feel sorry for you. For
you will have missed so much. How does one find the invisible door? On their knees in supplication and prayer! Asking Jesus
for the gift of the realization of His presence within you! For you see, Jesus is within us whether we recognize His presence
or not. Then if I intellectualize His presence, aren’t I realizing it? No, to realize anything you must experience it.
Ask the Holy Spirit to show you how to pray. Praise God! It is my prayer that you will pray the following prayer:
Oh Jesus, I pray that You will give me the realization of Your real presence
within me. Show me that invisible door that opens to Your wonderful peace and joy. Amen.
By Frank Henrich September 25, 2011
Quote from Evelyn Underhill
“Here we are, little half-animal, half-spiritual creatures, mysteriously urged from within,
and enticed from without to communion with spiritual Reality (God). If and when we surrender to this craving and this attraction,
we enter thereby - though at first dimly - on a completely new life full of variety, of new joy, tension and pain, offering
an infinite opportunity of development to us. Such is the life of prayer as understood by the mystics, and as practiced with
greater or less completeness of surrender and reward by all real lovers of Christ.”
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