This might be a rather long story, but I wanted to let you know how the Lord used one of your songs to speak to me in a most difficult time.
For those who think worldly, they would say it was a coincidence. To me, it was God speaking.
A little over 3 months after Mom had passed away, I was going to the gravesite to see the headstone that had been set up a few days before. It was a bittersweet feeling, as I was glad the headstone was installed, but seeing it would be a stark reminder that indeed Mom had passed on; another layer of grief to get through.
The cemetery where Mom is buried is about 180 miles from where I live. She wanted to be buried where she had grown up as a child, and where her Mother and Father are buried. The cemetery is behind the church, where she had attended church as a child.
As I drove, I was listening to one of my Sandy Patti CD’s. After having listened to the CD a few times through, while keeping my eyes on the road, I reached in the back seat, where the CD case is, for a different CD. I had pulled out Allen Asbury. I thought, ‘that will be a good one to listen to; that’s a good CD’. And it had been awhile since I had listened to that particular CD.
In fact, a few years ago, in church I had sung the song ‘I Have Seen, I Believe’, from that CD. While working on memorizing the song, it became very special to me. This song speaks of a servant who watches Jesus in the Upper Room at the last supper, and hears Him tell his disciples that this will be the final time. The song speaks of how He is so different. The servant then witnesses Jesus’ death on the cross, and how he/she then believes. While singing the song, one feels the part of the servant, and can almost visualize seeing Jesus, and the things that are spoken of in the song. It was one song that I had the privilege to sing, that captivated me.
I arrived at the cemetery, and since Mom’s grave is located close to the road, the headstone was one of the first things I saw. While being pleased at the work the monument company had done, it was very emotional to see the headstone on Mom’s grave for the first time.
I saw that I would need to get some large garbage bags to do some cleanup on the grave site, plus needed a few things for the flower arrangement to go on the grave. In starting the car to go to the store to get these things, a special song started playing as the CD player. It started playing at the very beginning of the song. It was the song ‘I Have Seen, I Believe’.
I stopped and cried. I felt the presence of the Lord telling me that everything was okay. Because Mom had believed, everything was okay. She’s in Heaven, and in the Lord’s time, I will see her again.
