Death and Restoration

Whitney has died. We are not sure how, but there is speculation that she drowned in her bathtub. Various pills were supposedly found. Died so young. 48 is young. A life entangled in drug abuse. Her family grieves and mourns. So young.

Yesterday, Dan received a letter welcoming him into the fellowship of the Assemblies of God as a minster.
A package was labeled, Reverend Daniel Moorhead.

The grief of Whitney's family is not lost on me. I understand it and feared it for years. Almost six years ago, I believed that my husband would die. That I would lose him forever, too young to alcohol. There seemed to be no hope. He was dying in front of me. When you see a man who is 6'1 and weighs a total of 150...with his clothes on...you are seeing death.

That night I gave up. There was no hope for our marriage. No hope for his life. And I didn't want to watch him die. I had made decisions. God, I am done.

Enter God...

The next day while I was at work, my husband called. He was going to Florida for rehab.
You see, that night...that very night he called to God. He said heal me or kill me. He awoke to the phone book opened to a rehab in Florida. Florida? We are in Vegas! God sent him to Florida. Showed him how his life could or could not be. He surrendered. Now he is receiving letters addressed to Reverend Moorhead.

God can use, restore, resurrect, reignite, inflame, insight, change, overwhelm, expose, heal, reduce, rebuild, remake....ANYTHING OR ANYONE. You just need to be willing. "Ask and you will receive. Seek and you will find. Knock and the door will be open to you."

My heart breaks. Such talent. Gone. I pray this tragedy is used to change lives for the better. I pray for her grieving family.

Let's knock...