Editor’s Note: This week at Faith Church we welcomed one of my current students, Molly Stouffer, as guest preacher. Molly is from Hagerstown, MD, studying Pastoral Ministries at Lancaster Bible College. Here is the third in her series of posts guest blogging her Palm Sunday sermon!
Nobody told me that my mother’s survival meant immense pain and suffering for her. Nobody told me that her survival meant the loneliness of not having either parent to come home to. (Read the story of her accident in the previous post.)
My father was too busy caring for her, to fully care for me. My mother was physically deprived for months of her ability to speak or use her hands. Meaning I could not communicate with her in any way.
My senior year of high school was awful. What was supposed to be a joyous time of endings and beginnings. However, for my family, it was a time of confusion, immense financial debt, and bitter hearts. This was not the plan for senior year. And yet somehow, it was God’s.
Over that year, I began hearing people explain to me how powerful this testimony was. How we could all still lovingly follow God. How I could still desire to enter full-time vocational ministry. God was using this horrific accident, to show people my family’s dedication to serve God.
As my mom began to heal, her life also became a testimony to our family, our church, and our community. God has used her accident for her to share the Gospel with others who were receptive to hearing. To help with her care, my father brings in caregivers while he works during the day. My mom discusses her faith and shares times of Bible study with many of them.
Out of the most horrific day of my life, of my whole family’s life, God used it to make each of us vessels for the gospel. While it was not our plan, it was God’s plan. As my mom begins to walk for the first time since November of 2022, we all continue to share how God uses every moment for good.
Engaging Scripture 