A Frog Named Fred

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Dear Friends,

I witnessed something amazing a few weeks ago—something I can’t explain—and I want to tell you about it. The last few months have been difficult health-wise, and one day, I received disappointing news that made me sad. Anyway, toward evening that afternoon, I went outside to do my physical therapy exercises in the above-ground pool I’ve saved up to buy. There’s a little frog that lives by my pool, and he hops out to say hello every day. I’ve enjoyed looking for him, and I’ve named him Fred. That day, the pool’s ladder seemed especially heavy, and as I struggled to lift it over the pool’s side, I accidentally dropped it. I was horrified when I saw that it had landed on Fred. I quickly lifted it up, but the damage was done. Fred’s head and body were squashed flat and a puddle of blood about the size of a half dollar was pooling on the plastic tarp beneath him. I felt terrible. As I walked back to the house to get a shovel to clean up the mess, I moaned, “God, I didn’t mean to kill a frog.” A minute later, when I got back to the pool, I saw something amazing. Fred was sitting up. More amazing still, the puddle of blood had vanished. I couldn’t find a trace of blood on the plastic tarp or the ladder. I couldn’t believe my eyes. As I bent close to look, I saw Fred’s body puff out and expand like a blown-up balloon. I bent closer, wondering if my eyes were playing tricks. Then Fred jumped. It nearly scared the life out of me. He jumped a few more steps. One of his legs was still bent and broken, and as I watched, it straightened. Like a champ, he began to jump down the length of the plastic. I chased after him. When he came to the edge of the tarp, I herded him back and watched him jump the length two more times. As I watched Fred jump into the flowers, I heard God’s silent, still voice deep inside my spirit. He simply said, “If I take care of sparrows, and I take care of frogs, don’t you think I will take care of you?” At his words, a shock wave rolled through my body. Just then, a giant blue dragonfly flew by. (Go to the “My Testimony” category or my welcome page to understand the significance).

Friends, I don’t understand why things happen as they do, but there’s one thing I know—God sees what we’re going through. He knows all of our hurts, and fears, and disappointments, and worries. And HE LOVES US. He loves us so very much. Let me say it again! GOD—the Creator of the Universe—LOVES US! He KNOWS where we are and what we’re facing. And He UNDERSTANDS. And HE CARES!!! What exciting news!!! What a marvelous truth!!! Now, why did God heal a frog, and I’m still struggling with health issues? I don’t know. But I do know that everything is going to be okay. I watched a miracle unfold with Fred. Blood doesn’t just disappear on a plastic tarp. I can’t explain what I saw, and it sounds extremely silly, but it happened, and God used it to wipe away my worry and fears.

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