“Jesus…saith unto him, Go home to thy friends, and tell them how great things the Lord hath done for thee, and hath had compassion on thee.” Mark 5:19


When my 40-year-old Mother had surgery in March 1954, none of the medical personnel or us family members thought that she would die. But she did. It was an immense shock to everyone. I was 8 years old. I am thankful that my parents were Christians and our Lord’s Comfort and Compassion was all-sufficient. Listen to this True Story of God working a miracle of compassion and comfort for our family regarding Mother’s death.

When Mother was buried, the many flowers that people gave for the funeral were placed on her grave. Likely all were real flowers (in that ancient day), no artificial ones. Genuine flowers soon wilt. Daddy began the custom of putting fresh flowers on Mother’s grave every Sunday, usually stopping by the cemetery on our way home from Sunday morning church. Mother loved flowers, resulting in several rose bushes and other flowers being grown in our yard and nearby on our farm. Daddy would choose flowers from there, or neighbors or church people would give us flowers for Mother, when we had none of our own.

Thru Spring, Summer, and Autumn, flowers were available for Mother each Sunday. But when the cold of Winter began, fresh flowers became scarce. Buying flowers at the florist was unthinkable for our poor family. And finally in the dead of winter, one Saturday night as Daddy went to bed, he had no flowers for the next day, and no prospects of anyone giving us any. When he prayed before sleeping, he told God about that.

 During the night, he dreamed that he went out to the nearby fence along our vegetable garden and picked lovely yellow flowers to take to Mother’s grave. In the morning, he awoke, amazed at that dream and pondering it. The weather was cold with a white frost on the ground. Grass, flowers, and such plants were “dead” in this cold winter weather. Daddy first built a fire in the living room wood stove to heat that room, and then in the wood cook stove in the kitchen, and then (as was his custom) he headed out the back door with the water bucket to pump a bucket of water from the well.

As he walked outside pondering that dream that seemed so real, he turned to look at that fence. And there they were, lovely yellow flowers growing along that fence. He and Mother had never planted or grown flowers there. We had never had flowers at that spot. But Almighty God (Who can do anything) grew them overnight in the cold white frost that was around. God did that miracle out of compassion for our grieving poor family.

Daddy picked an abundant bouquet of them and took them to church with us that morning. People at church said they had never seen any flowers like that. They were lovely, but not extremely dazzling (not of this earth, but rather from Heaven). After Sunday morning church, we went by the cemetery to put God’s Flowers on Mother’s grave that day. No doubt Mother was watching from Heaven with Great Joy!

Young Person, love Jesus with all your heart. And when heartache comes, you can rest assured that Christ’s Gracious Compassion and Comfort will be abundantly sufficient for you. He will do such things (as providing flowers) that will make you greatly marvel. Then you should do as the man in Mark Chapter 5 did. “And he departed, and began to publish…how great things Jesus had done for him: and all men did marvel.” (Verse 20)

I am now doing exactly that, publishing to you Jesus’ kind compassion on my family and me, long ago in 1954, likely before your grandparents were born. You, think on all the gracious compassionate mercies that God has already bestowed upon you, and give God great glory by testifying to everyone around you how great things Jesus hath done for you. And watch the people marvel.

“Precious Lord Jesus, please make me ever so thoughtful and mindful of the many compassionate deeds Thou doest for me, to always give Thee thanks for them, and also to tell others of Thy Wonderful Grace unto me. Amen.”

“Moreover, our Lord commands us to do likewise and show compassion like the Good Samaritan in Luke 10:33~34. A certain priest and next a Levite passed by the robbed, wounded man without showing any compassion for him. “But a certain Samaritan, as he journeyed, came where he was: and when he saw him, he had compassion on him, and went to him, and bound up his wounds, pouring in oil and wine, and set him on his own beast, and brought him to an inn, and took care of him.”

“Almighty Lord God, please work powerfully in my heart for good to fill my heart with Thy Compassion for suffering mankind. Please make me like this Good Samaritan. Cause me to see and behold those around me who are suffering. Save me from the awful selfish sin of shunning the suffering ones, like the priest and Levite did. Guide me to do everything within my power to relieve their suffering, while telling them of their Creator God Who desires to give them All the Help that Heaven holds. Please bless Missionary Richard as he preaches salvation in Christ to idol-worshipping Japanese Buddhists in Japan. Save masses of them, Lord, I plead. Amen.”

“And where be all his miracles which our fathers told us of?” (Judges 6:13)

Christian fathers and mothers, has God worked miracles for you? If so, tell everyone of those miracles, giving God the Glory. Teach the many miracles in the Bible to all the children and young souls that you possibly can. “Lord, help us to believe in miracles! Amen”

“Surely I come quickly.” (Revelation. 22:20) “Sweet Precious Loving Lord Jesus, I believe that promise of Thine. And I am waiting for Thee to come for me quickly, right now. Amen!”

Richard Yerby  (Matsuida, Japan)  www.Christ-is-all.us



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