Sunday, February 23, 2020

A Young Girl's Story..


Many years ago I joined myself to the Church of God of Prophecy, at the corner of Grant and Simmons St. in Durham North Carolina. While there a sister in the church fell sick. I was having a visiting service in her home one night with some of the young people. I was Youth Life Team Director at the time. After the service she said to me, “Sis Stewart (I was single then), would you be my nurse?” I said nurse? I was startled because I was somewhat new to the church and really didn't know her well at all. She commenced to tell me how she needed me to stay with her certain hours while her husband went to work, and until one of the children would come and relieve me. I didn't feel to say no but couldn't see how I could be much help. But I was wrong. Taking care of her those months was one of the best things I've ever done in ministry, not even realizing that was what I was doing. It was sometimes taxing, however; working a full time job at night, coming home, catching a little sleep, getting across town before 2:30 so her husband could be at Duke for his 3:00 shift.
But God was with me, and I enjoyed fixing her something to eat and tidying up and taken calls etc. It was good for the both of us! I learned to be a nurse...
She passed away while I was in Cleveland Tennessee, attending BTI (Bible Training Institute) with our church. The Lord arranged for me to go back home for the funeral..we buried her on Mother's Day 1983 or 84.
Some weeks after I had gotten back from Tennessee and back to normal life again..something happened that helped me to understand some things. Reading my bible one day..this scripture. jumped off the page...I KNEW God was talking to me!...it reads..
For God is not unrighteous to forget your work and labor of love, which ye have showed toward his name, in that ye have ministered to the saints, and do minister.” Heb.6:10.
Studying the bible tonight, I ran across this word again, and the memories, precious memories flooded my soul. I thank God for that special opportunity and the many others He has afforded me through the years...to minister..to the saints and to evangelize...and to teach His Word..which is my greatest joy!.I rejoice to know that God...will never forget...our “labor of love”...
Rest Well Sister Virginia Taylor