The Broken Alabaster Box
I was given an alabaster box, inside to hold my treasures….the blessings and trials that through my life I have experienced.
Each one of them has marked a season in my life. They have given me insight into God‘s Power and Sovereignty. Some have brought happiness, others have brought tears and sadness. But each and every one has helped me to become the person I am today.
At the age of 23 an event marked a difficult time in my life that put a small crack in my alabaster box. I lost my mother at the age of 56. This was such a difficult time in my life.
Years past and through that small opening, God‘s rich blessings have poured out to help others going through the same situation that I was going through.
Many other events continue to fill my alabaster box with blessings. Some would cause for that fragrance to seep out and bless others once again.
But on June 14, 2014, a major event in my life caused a large crack in that beautiful box.
You see, on June 14, 2014 the night before Father’s Day, my son Jonathan and his two best friends went out to eat dinner and never made it home. At least they never made it home to their earthly home…they went straight to their Eternal Home with Jesus Christ.
So many people have come to me and said “You are such a strong woman. I would never be able to handle what you are going through”.
My answer? “On my own, I can’t. It’s only by the Grace of God, His Holy Spirit and the Peace that He gives me that surpasses all understanding, more than I could ever explain, are what have me standing still today” Philippians 4:7
The Holy Spirit is the One that fills my broken alabaster box.
Every time that beautiful fragrance, that Oil He has deposited in my broken box, seeps out to bless others, He replaces with fresh, new Oil of the Spirit. Some days that Oil blesses others, but there are days when it pours out, washing over me…soothing my soul and heart….comforting me at the precise moment when it feels like I cannot go on.
Today is one of those days.
June 14, 2018…4 years of living without my son. But God’s Precious Oil will once again flow over me and sooth my heart and I will have Peace.
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