April 29, 1904 April 5, 1992

11169920_10152801723812864_7261486811720565974_nWhat is so important about the date that it would be the title of this devotion? For one thing, to me, it is the birthday of my grandfather Earl Pearly Paulk Sr. He was born in 1904 on a farm in South Georgia. He plowed the fields and watched as children walked to school, wishing he could go with them and learn from the books he saw them carrying. But God had a plan for this young boy, it was to become a great leader of an organization of churches that are established all over this world; it was to preach the Word with an amazing ability to quote the scripture without ever missing where it was found in the Bible, chapter and verse; it was to lead people to salvation and even sit with and witness to the former King of England and his wife, whom we know as, Mrs. Simpson.

1 Corinthians 1:26-31 Take a good look, friends, at who you were when you got called into this life. I don’t see many of “the brightest and the best” among you, not many influential, not many from high-society families. Isn’t it obvious that God deliberately chose men and women that the culture overlooks and exploits and abuses, chose these “nobodies” to expose the hollow pretensions of the “somebodies”? That makes it quite clear that none of you can get by with blowing your own horn before God. Everything that we have—right thinking and right living, a clean slate and a fresh start—comes from God by way of Jesus Christ. That’s why we have the saying, “If you’re going to blow a horn, blow a trumpet for God.”

My granddad came from proud, albeit poor, farmers and without an education, conquered his world. I remember hearing him pray, he always thanked God for protecting us from “dangers both seen and unseen” and for keeping us “everyone safe without the loss of one”, he would then pray for God to send a world-wide revival, “world without end”. I can hear that prayer as I write this. God took a small boy without the advantage of an education and let him preach to the nations!

Jeremiah 29:11 I know what I’m doing. I have it all planned out—plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for.

It’s a wonderful thing to know that the great Creator of the universe actually has a plan for our life, one on one! All you have to do is to accept that and believe it. Moses was born, and saved from the first slaughter of Jewish boys, to be the liberator of his people from the bondage of Egypt; John the Baptizer was born to announce the coming of the Messiah, pure and simple; Jesus was born to die and become our substitute on the altar of sacrifice, and give us eternal life.

Hebrews 10:12 But Christ offered himself as a sacrifice that is good forever. Now he is sitting at God’s right side. 

I wonder, sometimes, what I was born for, exactly. There must be a purpose for my life, I was spared death at the age of 9 months, being thrown through the windshield to land on the hood of the car in a bed of glass, in the chilled down pouring rain of an early September morning. I survived the nasty, bloodletting wound on my scalp, and the cold rain without even getting a sniffle! My angels must have been on extra duty that day. What has happened in your life that has proved to YOU that your life must have a plan?

The plan for us all is to accept Jesus as our Savior, love our neighbor as our own self, and to try to introduce Jesus to as many as we can; then we look for our individual purpose and do our best to fulfill it.

You may make mistakes or take the wrong fork in the road, just pray, as Jesus did, “Not My will, but Yours be done”! He is our ever-present help in time of trouble! What else happens today? Oh yes, the anniversary of the Royal Wedding! (Was the Royal baby born today?)

2 Replies to “April 29, 1904 April 5, 1992”

  1. Oh sweet sister! I love reflections this brings to mind. I mailed my Mother today the last of about 6 Mother’s day cards I sent her this year. I wrote that most every day I thank God that she’s alive so we can enjoy the closeness we share. Something I always craved but oh what a rocky path we had to traverse. At 12 days old my parents were taking me and a bunch of other people in that car from the place of my birth, Franklin, GA to the place where they lived at the time, Chicago,IL. A dump truck rear ended them on a bridge and the car we were in ended up at the edge of the water underneath! I was the only one uninjured in that wreck. At 12 years old, deeply wounded I began running away. My first run away took me to O’Hare Airport! Then at last at 15 I was gone for good, spending the next 5 years hitchhiking around the southeastern USA. Stories? Yes, God has preserved me for such a time as this!

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