DEVOTIONAL: Heavenly Mansions Handcrafted By The Master Carpenter

John 14:1-3
Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in Me.In my Father’s house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto Myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.
_______Numbers 23:19-20
God is not a man, that he should lie; neither the son of man, that he should repent: hath he said, and shall he not do it? or hath he spoken, and shall he not make it good?
When I was a child, I knew that wherever my mom dropped me off, she would come back and pick me up again; although in the days way before cell phones, sometimes I secretly wondered if she had actually forgotten me a time or two. A few times I was the last one left with a teacher or on the field with a ball coach!
As a young one, it felt like FOREVER between the time the kid before me left and Mom pulled up to get me. Actually it was probably less than 20 minutes!
I grew up watching the kids on tv, excited about helping the teacher clean blackboards (in the days of “Little House on the Prairie” or “Andy Griffith”, where being respectful and helpfulness were admirable virtues . Later these tasks became more frowned upon as they were moved into a status associated with punishment, but that is an entirely different soapbox!). Sometimes I even helped load equipment into the coach’s duffle bags, so he or she didn’t mind too much since that gave them assistance. Where were their kids, usually out on the playground swinging carefree on the monkey bars (again, yet another soapbox. Yes, I do have THAT many, ask my kids or Husband (well, let’s not). Being a “helper” wasn’t as glamorous as it looked on screen, although I suppose things seldom are!
Anyway, she did come, just like she told me, albeit eventually every now and then.
One day when I was 7, I was left in the care of my aunt and uncle while my mom took my dad to the doctor. I was told they would be back for me when they finished. I waited and waited. Finally I was collected, but my dad was not with them, nor was he waiting at the house. His appendix had ruptured and the Lord called him Home suddenly.
In 2005, I left my mom at the rehab center and told her that I was going to come back the next week so we could figure out how to get her back to her house where she wanted to be. I told her she was beautiful and she laughed, telling me I shouldn’t drive with such poor eyesight.
That was the last time I ever saw that smile, heard that laughter or looked into those twinkling little eyes. I intended to go back All the way to where I was staying, I was mulling over just how I was going to keep my word to her.
These are reasons why today I (1) have a hard time saying “goodbye” to anyone (just ask my kids (or anyone trying to get off the phone with me) ) and (2) I don’t make promises.
Praise God, He is incapable of not keeping His Word! He tells us in Scripture, that He is preparing a place for us, which means that is something you can take as a certainty and His children are going to join Him and dwell for eternity with our Lord!
Merciful and Loving God
Thank You for the Truth of Your Word
You and You Alone are able to make promises and keep them
Our intentions may indeed be noble, O God
But You have shown us time and time again
That we do not have the authority to dictate tomorrow or even the next second
Let us refrain from making promises or guarantees
Let our “yes” be “yes” and our “no” be “no”
You have proven Yourself faithful, O God
In this we bring You praise
In these things we freely and joyously call You Wonderful, Counselor, Prince of Peace, Almighty God!
Thank You, through the Name of Jesus Christ
“Glorious Day”

“Voice of Truth”

“Fly Away”

credit: God the Father, Jesus the Son, the Holy Spirit, Scriptures
The beautiful Word of God He has given us to study
Precious family and friends I can share and study the Word with daily
Love and encouragement from family and friends and their allowing me to use them and their experiences as resources for theses devotionals.
Thank You, Lord, for my precious parents and for the hope You have given me through Jesus Christ that I will see them again.

About voicevessel bwc

First, and most importantly, I love Jesus Christ and I trust in Him as my Lord and Savior. I was raised in a Christian home by a godly dad and mom (who planned and had me in July before turning 42 in August), and 5 older siblings. My father passed away when I was 7 and my mother (who went to be with the Lord in 2005 at 81) never remarried. As a child, I was bullied at school, so I did not have many friends. I didn't want to tell my mom this because I knew she had enough worry being a widow at 50. I know what it is like to be lonely. As an adult, God showed me the value of His Friendship and has blessed me, too, with rich relationships with dear friends who also love the Lord. My husband and I (married 31 years as of 2020), have three wonderful, adult children and son-in-law as well as three darling grandchildren. Along with many others, my husband lost his job, but we refuse to be fearful or angry. The Lord has provided for us and we are so thankful for the opportunity to express gratitude through personal contact and occasional memories I share through writing. I believe the Lord has given me a venue to engage with others and a means to share His Word. Thank you for checking out my page. I hope you enjoy what you read. If there is anything positive or insightful in the devotionals (NOT CALLING MY WRITING "INSPIRED" by any means!), I give all credit and glory to Jesus Christ! On the other side of that, when something makes no sense, that's all me
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