I first read Lynette’s story a few days ago after she commented on my wife Ashley’s post about Psalm 139.  As I read, I could almost feel the pain of a family who had suffered so much.  Even in such suffering, though, I also saw a family who had truly experienced the redemptive work of the Gospel.  Here is a picture of that redemption…

As I get down on my knees, I praise my Father in heaven that he is a God of Redemption.  May the Lord Jesus have mercy on me the day I forget from what depths He has delivered me!  The lessons I have learned over the years have changed my life and I give Jesus all the glory for bringing me and my family through it.  Had I not gone through the trials, I wouldn’t be where I am today—living a life of peace, joy and fulfillment.  He delivered the miracles that we so desperately needed to see us through.  My testimony (our testimony—mine and Greg’s) is really the LORD’s testimony.  A story of His incredible, unfailing love. I am continually awed by His power.  Through all the pain and darkness, the Lord, in his infinite sovereignty and grace, picked up all the broken pieces, put them back together, and made me whole again in Him.  Glory to God!

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