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God Reminds Us

January 2013 seems like ages ago now as we quickly move through 2017.  After three long years of living somewhat apart due to his job at the USPTO and my having to stay at the house in Florida, I am happy to say, we no longer have to be apart.  2016 was a rough year on both of us, yet God constantly has reminded us that He is with us.  Sometimes I forget this, so many times I go back to my journal entries and my blog entries as they remind me of how God is always with me.  How He is always watching over me, providing exactly what I need in the most trying moments of my life.  This one brought tears to my tears at I read it today.  My prayer is it will do the same for you. Not tears of sadness, but tears of joy as God reminds each of us, He is Always With Us.

Always loving our Lord,
Lori Robbins




“I prayed to the LORD and he answered me.  He freed me from all my fears.  Those who look to him for help will be radiant with joy; no shadow of shame will darken their faces. In my desperation I prayed and the LORD listened; he saved me from all my troubles. For the angel of the LORD is a guard; he surrounds and defends all who fear him.” (Psalm 34:4-7 NLT)



The ambulance ride over was frightening.  My blood pressure had spiked and the paramedics feared I might have a stroke. More than that though, there was the fear that no one would be there waiting for me at the ER. No one would be there to hold my hand, to tell me everything was going to be alright.  My husband was at work and could not be reached. My mom was in Texas, my daughter in Florida, and my son in North Carolina.  These thoughts sent me into an all out panic.  I felt so alone.  Fear tightened its grip as the ambulance doors opened and I was rushed into the hospital.


I desperately tried to calm myself, silently repeating over and over, “God has not given me a spirit of fear, but of love, joy and a sound mind.”  Fear does not come from God I reminded myself.  I know God’s word and believe every line of it, still I was overcome with fear. 


Triage was my first stop. The nurse took my vital signs and checked the IV the paramedics had managed to get into my veins.  My blood pressure had dropped from 235/145 to 195/113.  I must have been quite a sight as I struggled to fight back the tears trickling down my cheeks. A sweet nurse patted me on my shoulder saying, "Don't worry.  You are going to be ok."  Then placing me in an empty waiting room to sit alone to wait for a bed in ER to become available.  

As I sat there, I realized death was not the reason I was afraid.  I knew I would be in a better place.  What I was afraid of was dying alone.  I was afraid God had left me.  Have you ever felt like that?


About fifteen minutes later—which seems like an eternity when you are alone and afraid—another nurse came and took me to get an EKG and finally to an ER bed.  You know the place right?  Where all that separates you from everyone else is a thin, opaque white curtain.  Others were in beds that lined the hallways as all the rooms were full.  I quickly realized the hospital was understaffed and people, literally everywhere, were all waiting to see a doctor.  As I moved off the gurney and onto the hospital bed, I tried to be strong.  I was still crying and silently began to pray, “Lord, I know you are always with me but right now I am unsure and afraid.  Please help me to calm down and make me more aware of your presence. Amen.”


At that very moment I could hear her.  I know it sounds cliche but the voice of angel. Her beautiful voice washed over me as she softly sang hymns to the Lord.  The curtain drawn between us shielded me from ever seeing her face but her songs of praise and thanksgiving drifted up and over into my little space as they made their way to heaven. 

The words she sang were so pure and sweet.  Without realizing it, I began to focus on her songs and off my fear.  The lyrics and melodies brought so much comfort to me as I lay there listening to her and my tears had stopped. God had placed me in this section of a very, very large ER--that was packed with sick people--next to a young woman—who by-the-way was pregnant and at risk of losing her baby—that put all her faith in God.  There was no one with her.  No husband, no mother, no other children yet she was not afraid because she knew she was not alone.   


A few hours later, I was released with more medication to help control my high blood pressure, but the entire time I lay there in that bed, this young woman sang.  Each time someone came into her room and left she sent them on their way with a “God bless you” all the while not knowing what a blessing and the comfort she had brought into my life.  I never saw her face, yet God had used this precious young woman of faith to affirm to me He was with me.  

As I got into a cab to make my way back to the apartment, the cab driver could see I had been upset.  He looked at me through his review mirror and said to me,  "You are not alone you know?"  I confidently replied, " Yes, I know."


That was yesterday.  This morning I was reading in John chapter 6 of my Bible.  As I read about Jesus walking on water during a storm, the Holy Spirit spoke to my heart.  It is here where Jesus says to his disciples, “Do not be afraid, I am here!” (vs 20)  Truly I can say unto you, “He is.”


Always loving the Lord,

Lori Robbins

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