\u201cI will be with you when you pass through the waters and when you pass through the rivers, they will not overwhelm you. \u00a0You will not be scorched when you walk through the fire, and the flames will not burn you up.\u201d Isaiah 43:2 CSB
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You won\u2019t drown, even though it feels like you will. You won\u2019t burn up either. This scripture is found in the book of Isaiah. I love what my Bible says at the beginning of this book: \u201cThe theme of this book is expressed in the meaning of the name Isaiah, \u201cthe Lord saves\u201d or \u201cthe Lord is Savior.\u201d Hallelujah! Jesus saves, you heard it hear first.
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When I worked for Nautica, there was a time when I covered the children\u2019s line of clothing. \u00a0I\u2019m not a Mom, as you all know, but wow, children\u2019s clothing is a lot of work. So tiny and hard to fold. \u00a0And there was so much of it. I was working in a store in Richmond. I will never forget the lesson I learned that day. \u00a0Our fixtures for children had a table and little bench below it where you could merchandise clothes. I was working hard, had the table and bench cleared off, the clothes separated and ready to go back on it when I noticed a lady sitting on the bench. \u00a0I will never forget her.
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I was immediately irritated. \u00a0Can\u2019t she see that I\u2019m working? \u00a0Does she know how much I have yet to do? \u00a0Come on lady, move it! Of course I didn\u2019t say any of those things. \u00a0I actually didn\u2019t have a chance. Thanks be to God, she spoke first. She immediately apologized to me for sitting on my bench. \u00a0She explained she had lung cancer and couldn\u2019t walk very far without having to sit and rest. That of course made me feel like a jerk. \u00a0Then she told me the rest of her story. She was single if I recall correctly, the only one in her family who didn\u2019t have kids. She thanked God it was her that had lung cancer, she didn\u2019t want any of her niece and nephews to lose their parents. \u00a0She was young, in her thirties. She was beautiful, blond and her skin had a pretty complexion to it. She had never smoked a day in her life. I never learned her name, never spoke to her again. But she sat on my bench and praised Jesus because she had lung cancer and not her siblings.
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She taught me a lesson that day, more than one. \u00a0She taught me that Jesus is with you when you pass through the rivers. \u00a0He is with you when you pass through the fires. We never know what someone is passing through, but if they know Jesus, they aren\u2019t doing it alone. \u00a0I don\u2019t know if I would have had the same attitude this beautiful lady did, I hope it\u2019s not something I have to find out. But to hear her praise Jesus in the midst of her fire to a complete stranger, that changed my life. \u00a0You won\u2019t drown, and you won\u2019t be burned up, Jesus will see you safely through to the other side.
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