The Book Of Retha McPherson
There Is Always Hope
by Retha
McPherson
Gratitude 1
Holy Spirit, thank
you for being present here today. I praise You for wanting to touch so
many hearts. Glory to God in the highest heaven!
Introduction
It has been 15
months since Aldo’s accident in June last year, and I’m sitting here with a
grateful heart. You won’t believe what I'll tell you today about what I
have come to realize.
Gratitude 2
Father God, thank
You for allowing the accident to happen. I know it wasn’t Your will, but
You allowed this to cross our paths. Because if it hadn’t, my eyes
wouldn’t have been opened, & I wouldn’t have been where I am today.
And for that I will forever be thankful to the Lord.
About Our
Sufferings And Disappointments
I know the Lord is
on a special journey with him. As He is with every member of our
family. And whatever is happening in your life today, no matter what the
circumstances are, remember Romans
8: Everything works together for good for those that love
the Lord.
When you are in a bad
situation, you don’t necessarily believe that, but I can assure you, God let’s
everything work together for our good. At the end of the day, it isn’t
about you and me, but about Him. All about Him. It’s not even about
our pain, or our suffering. Yes, Father God, it’s all about You. And it
took me a long time to get there. I have struggled a lot, and I want to
share this journey, my testimony, with you.
The Beautiful Mosaic Of Your Future
About Aldo
About 2 years ago
my family and I went to New York. At the United Nations-buildings, we saw
a huge mosaic, depicting all nations and languages. This mosaic really
impressed me. If you stood close by, you could only see the small pieces
of tile it was made of. Tiles that can cut, that can hurt. But,
when you moved away and looked at it from a distance, you would only see the
most beautiful of pictures.
I told Aldo to go
and stand in front of the mosaic, so I could take a picture. While I was
doing that, the Holy Spirit said to me: “All the broken pieces of your life
are nothing more than a beautiful mosaic of your future.” Those words
touched me so deeply that I squatted right there to write them down in a
notebook.
Back in South
Africa, I was speaking at an event and choose this as my topic. I explained
that everyone has a choice, you can pick up the pieces of your life and put it
together to create a beautiful new picture under the guidance of the Holy
Spirit. You CAN pick up pieces and glue it back together. Because
all the broken pieces of your life are nothing more than a beautiful mosaic of
your future. Or, I explained, you can get mad at God and throw it all
away. Or you can go into anger, something I see happening around me all
the time.
Of
course, I didn’t really know then what I was talking about, because, up till
then, I had a perfect life. If you would have asked me if I wanted
something added to my life, I would have said no. I already had a
wonderful husband, two beautiful children, a business that was doing
well. On top of that, I was still Mrs. South Africa at that
time.
What was left to
ask for?
On top of all
this, I also served the Lord. But, I only served Him because I was in
church. I had 15 years of intellectual knowledge of Him, things that I
learned in church. But, it wasn’t Rhema, something I didn't know back
then. I loved the Lord, yes, because I walked down a beautiful road. Yet,
today, I know there’s much more, so much more, than to just be reborn.
There’s much more to being a true child of God than what we are.
I know there is a
treasure in being broken, but those are words that one doesn’t want to hear
when you are in a bad situation. But, there IS a treasure to be found in
brokenness.
The Peace That
Surpasses All Understanding
A week
later, I spoke at another event, this time at a prison near Pretoria. One
of the inmates gave his testimony. He was a businessman serving 18 years
jail time for white-collar crime. As you can imagine, he must have
swindled quite a bit of money to end up with such a stiff sentence. I
could identify with this guy – he was, after all, no tramp. And he told
us how his kids were telling people that their dad went overseas. They
couldn’t bear telling people that he was really in jail.
My heart went out
to this poor man – yet, there was something flowing from him that I desired
with my whole being. My whole being! The more he spoke, the more I
realized he had something I didn’t have. Later, I burst into tears, and
Thinus, my husband, asked what I was crying about.
I answered: “That
man has something you and I don’t have.” My husband jokingly
answered: “At this stage, my dear, it is an orange prison uniform.”
But no, I knew this man had something I didn’t have, and that was the peace of God.
The peace that surpasses all understanding. He got that peace because he
died in himself.
We were driving
back home, and I was still crying a lot. I said to my husband: “He
doesn’t even see the sun that you and I can see. He doesn’t have the
freedom you and I have, but look what he has! He lost so much, but look what he
gained!”
How To Receive It
That night I got
down on my knees, and I said to God: “Father, I am calling out to you, and I
am asking you: I want that too!” The Holy Spirit answered: “Retha,
it’s there for everybody, but not everyone takes it.” I said: “Lord,
how does one take it? How do you get it?” The Holy Spirit answered: “You
have to die in yourself.”
Now, months later,
I can tell you that we don’t just die in ourselves from our own free
will. I want to encourage you to get down on your knees after you have
listened to me. Tell the Father: “I want to die in myself.”
What I wouldn’t do today to get a second chance to do that!
You know that
song If I can only turn back time? How often have I
thought that? If I can only turn back time. But I can’t.
However, you can
make a choice today. I had to go through terrible things, during the past
few months. Why didn’t I die in myself earlier? Maybe, because I
was too full of myself. It is difficult – the more you are full of
yourself, the more difficult it is to unlearn these things. Me,
myself and I.
An Accident
Exactly five days
later, we were on our way back from the Freestate, a province where I spoke
at. At about 18:30 (6:30pm), we had a
freak car accident on the Grassmere Toll Plaza, just south of
Johannesburg.
There, on the
highway, was a stationery vehicle without lights, right in our lane. My
husband had no choice, he couldn’t go right, because that was the fast
lane. He had to swerve to the left to avoid driving into this car.
Our car hit a water furrow, and rolled and rolled and rolled.
When we eventually
came to a stop, it was the worst of the worst, something I have re-lived time
and again in my mind. My children were not in the car anymore. We
struggled free from the car, and I realized my kids weren’t in the car
anymore. When I eventually got out, it was only the silence of the night
that surrounded me.
I called to them,
and our little boy Josh then started crying from somewhere in the bushes next
to the car. When I found him, he only had a cut to the head.
But, we couldn’t
find Aldo. I was running up and down the highway, scared and
confused. I tripped over a suitcase and some wreckage and fell on the
tar, my hands bleeding.
While lying there,
the Spirit of God said to me: “These are the broken pieces of your life.”
My whole being screamed: “Lord, no, not this, just not this!”
Grace led me to
the opposite side of the highway where Aldo was lying. I found him there,
lying in the bushes, that dark night in June. When I got to him, he was
already in a coma. His skull was cracked and he was bleeding from the
ears. I fell over him, trying my best to find a pulse. But, I
couldn’t find a pulse. As a mother, I just knew life was draining out of
his body.
In that moment,
lying over him like that, I realized: Whoever you are, however much money you
have – only God has power over life and death.
I called to Him,
pleading the blood of Jesus over my son. I knew all these things in my
head. All those years in church I did listen! But it wasn’t Rhema!
While I
was still lying over him, a car tried to avoid the accident scene, and was
heading right for us. I realized I had to jump up. Otherwise, this man
will drive right over us. I jumped up, and he stopped literally one foot
from me. I looked into the huge lights of this 4 x 4, and something
happened in my heart. A shock went through me, and my whole body started
shaking as if electrical shocks were going through me. And then, I was
calm, and the peace that surpasses all understanding came over me.
Exodus
20:21 tells us that God was in the dark cloud. He is IN your
difficult experience.
So many people
since asked me: “But where was God then?” He was there, right
there, and that peace calms one down.
Ado In Critical
Condition
I called to Thinus
that I found Aldo. We called for the emergency helicopter and a young man
arrived. He pushed a knife into Aldo’s lungs and told me that his lungs
collapsed. “You must say your goodbyes,” he told me.
Another couple
stopped at the scene, both medical doctors. The woman said to me that she
was also a mother, but that it was time to say goodbye to Aldo. The
helicopter left with him on board, and we followed in an ambulance.
When we arrived at
the hospital, he was already in the theatre for a four-hour long
operation. A big, burly, black doctor walked up to me and said: “Mam,
I’m not sure if your son will make it.”
The Great
Challenge
I remember back at
the accident scene, a car stopped, and a black man got out and started praying:
“Satan, in the name of Jesus, no death will take place here tonight.” He
kept saying: “This boy will live and he will not die,” repeating it over
and over again.
I was standing
there, looking at him, thinking to myself: “Retha, would you have done this?
Would you have stopped at the scene of an accident to pray for anyone?" Or
would you have said: ‘Children, look to the left, let us just get past this’.”
That night, I
truly realized what the Good Samaritan described in Luke
10 was all about. Are you there for those around you? Are you
one step away from somebody needing help, or are you sitting on the side,
shouting that you’ll pray for him?
I realized, that
night, that I wasn’t Jesus’ hands, that I’ve never been. And I praise God
for that praying man.
In The Intensive
Care Unit
When Aldo came out
of theatre, they kept him alive with machines. Every machine you can
think of. He was lying like that for a week.
After a week, on the
Seventh Day, I went home for the first time. I stayed in a room at the
hospital, across the passage from the ICU, during the week. I was
hurting, but calm. That Seventh Day night, I had a dream. I saw my
child’s fingers shrinking. It turned black and shrank, and I saw his lips
shrinking and turning black as well. It was a terrible dream to
have. I experienced in my spirit that I was watching my child die.
Speak Life
I said: “Aldo,
why are you dying? But you know what, I have held on to you for so long, that I
can’t anymore – it will be better for you with Jesus.”
“Do you remember,”
I asked him in this dream, “how I always told you it’s not enough that you
know Jesus, but that Jesus should also know you?” “Mommy knows
that you have accepted Jesus into your heart, but I have to let go of you know.”
In my dream, Aldo
answered me: “Mom, speak life over me! Speak life!” I did so
immediately. “In the name of Jesus, you shall live, and you shall have
life in abundance.” I said it, and the minute I said it, I saw how
his fingers started growing again and how the colour came back to his
lips. My whole being shook.
The next thing, in
my dream, he was crying, although he was in a coma, which makes it impossible
for him to cry. Startled, I woke up and wondered what on earth was
happening to me. And I said to the Lord: “For a mother, going through
what I’m going through at this stage, this sure was a terrible dream!”
But that dream made me realize that life and death lies within the power of the
tongue, just like Proverbs teaches us. (Proverbs
18:21) Anyone who uses the tongue shall reap the rewards of his
words. It doesn’t say he might, it says he shall!
I could see, the
minute I started speaking life, how Aldo’s fingers started growing and
growing. John
10 says it beautifully: “Satan came to steal, but I came
so you can have life, and have life in abundance.” In abundance!
The next morning
early, back at the hospital, Thinus said to me: “Retha, we nearly lost him
during the night. So nearly...” I told him, yes, I saw, my spirit
experienced it. I know you might say that lots of people have dreams like this
in times of trauma, but I say to you: “The Word of God teaches me that He speaks
to us through dreams, visions and His Word. He speaks!”
I told Thinus
about the dream, and how I saw Aldo dying, and how Aldo said we must speak
life. Also how I told Aldo he will have life, and life in abundance, and
how, the next minute, his fingers started growing. That’s just what we
did then. We marched around his hospital bed, speaking life, speaking
life.
The Power Of The
Tongue
Have you noticed
how people can pronounce death? Over their marriages, their finances? And over
their kids as well. Church people, they call themselves. I urge
you: watch what you say, think what you say! Life and death is within the power
of the tongue, and you shall reap the reward of your words.
Always Turn To God
In Prayers
Day 12 dawned, and
Aldo was sent for a second operation, because his brain kept on swelling.
The doctors told us that they will try one last time.
I went to my room,
across from ICU, and when he came back from theatre, I saw his heartbeat was
dangerously low: only 32. It is then that they told me to go and phone my
husband. But, instead I went to my room and started calling to God with
my whole being. With my whole being! God’s Word teaches me that He
will answer those who seek Him. I have never before truly sought God, but
that day, when I called out to Him, He answered me immediately. He said: “Retha,
take off your shoes, you are standing on holy ground.” To come into the
presence of the Lord, is holy. It’s holy!
He said something
else: “My dear child, do you believe that my Son already paid the perfect
price on the cross? For you?” I said, “Yes, Lord, yes,”
because I knew. That’s what I was taught in church – it’s an idea I grew
up with. In my spirit, I suddenly realized how I ran after doctors for
days, just to see a glimmer of hope in their eyes. Instead, I should have
been running after Jesus to find hope with Him. Jesus is the answer to
everything. Jesus is the way, the truth and the life!
For Our Sake
A strange thing
happened then. I was still on my knees, with my eyes closed, but in my
spirit I saw how Jesus took 39 lashes. With the last one, the 39th one, I
couldn’t see a human being anymore. All I saw was a lump of flesh.
The Spirit of God told me that Jesus was beaten beyond recognition by
then. Seeing this wasn’t like in the movies at all. What I
saw there was beyond recognition as a human being. My whole being
cried.
But then, God
said: “No, don’t cry. He did it for you. And for Aldo as well.”
While I was still on my knees, I saw Him say: “It is complete, it is
complete.”
Those words, It
is complete, went through my being and my spirit man awakened. I
realized that was where my hope was. And I saw in my spirit how the veil
in the temple ripped in two – a veil so thick that no human could have torn
it. And a veil so high, so unbelievably high!
He said: “Retha,
humanly this is impossible. There’s the veil, and it’s open.”
And I saw, in my spirit, the outer court and the centre. And there, in
the centre, I also saw a bowl filled with water. He said to me: “Come
in, my child, and wash your hands. The outer court is the holy place,
come and wash your hands so that you may enter into the holiest of places.”
He then said: “The veil was rent for you to enter. Come inside, my
child.”
And I experienced
how I was washing my hands. And how I entered the holy place barefoot,
meeting Jesus there.
He said to me: “It
is complete, Retha.” For the first time in my life, I experienced what
Jesus did for me on the cross. Then He said to me: “Are you willing to
sacrifice your child?” Remember, Aldo’s heartbeat was 32 when I left
ICU. I hummed and hawed. I can tell you honestly that I was afraid
if I say yes, He would take him from me.
What To Boast
About
But now, I realize
that, whether He took him or not, God is in control in any case. I also
honestly don’t want to have to make a decision like that about living or
dying. God is in control.
He said: “Retha,
sacrifice him to me.” Then a scripture in Matthew, that I wasn’t even aware
of at that stage, suddenly came to me. (Matthew
10:37)“You, who love your son or daughter more than me, are
not worthy of entering into my presence.” I
immediately knew He was talking about me. Because for 10 years Aldo was
my only child. And you and I as parents don’t know what we are
doing. The Word teaches us that if we want to boast, we should boast in
God. But what do we boast about? About our children, their achievements,
the positions we are pushing them to reach. We boast about our dreams and
ideals for them.
In The Throne Room
The Lord said to
me: “Retha, kids are there to love. Not to boast about.” (1
Corinthians 1:31) And I said: “Lord, here he is.”
Then, the most
amazing thing happened. I opened my eyes and I was in the Throne Room of God,
and the light was extremely bright. I can’t describe the light to
you. It was the kind of light that can shine through one’s bones, so
bright that I couldn’t help asking: “What is this amazing light?”. God
answered me and said: (1
John 1:5) “God is light, and in Him there is no darkness.” To
this day, you can wake me up at 1 o’clock in the morning, and I will remember
those words.
And I saw my child
lying there with God’s hands on his brain.
In the Gospel
according to St. Luke it says: That which seems impossible to people, is
possible for God. (Luke
18:27) You see, for the first 12 days after the accident, I relied on
people. God then told me: “Retha, I have been waiting for you for 12
days. What is impossible for people is possible for God. I made
this brain, and I am going to fix this brain, in all its glory.” “He
isn’t yours anymore – he now belongs to me. He was just given to you on
loan, my child,” God said.
He continued: “He
shall tell the world that Jesus Christ is alive. Don’t worry anymore.”
God told me, He said it to me: “He’s safe here with me!” And also,
“Go and walk the road with faith.”
In the book of
Hebrews it says faith is not what you see, but what you hope for. (Hebrews
11:1) The Amplified Bible says it even better: It’s the title deed of
the things you hope for. And where do we want our title deeds? In the safe,
of course!
But, God told me
that day that it’s here, right here. It’s available to every child of
God. “Here’s your title deed,” He said. “Everything you
hope for... tell me. What is your hope? Because
here is the title deed. Take it, take it!”
I experienced in
my spirit how I saw my child healing, and running and doing everything.
God said to me that He wanted me to see the final product. But while I
was still looking, He said to me: “But far above what you can even dream of
or pray for, I will give it to you. Go back now, and walk your road in
faith.”
Quick Recovery
When I
opened my eyes, an hour and a half went by, and I was still on my knees.
I realized I had to get back to ICU, because I remembered how it was going when
I left. When I got back, Aldo’s heartbeat was 186, and they had a cardiologist
with him! And I immediately realized that God has stepped in. Not even a
month after that, he was taken off every machine in ICU. He still had a
tracheotomy, and a tube in his stomach.
Just before we
left the ICU, a doctor gave me an address and advised me to go and book Aldo in
at this place. He said... I don’t even want to repeat what he said, I don’t
want Aldo to ever know what they said...but he said “Aldo won’t be anything,
ever. Nothing." I just stood there and looked at him.
I shook his hand and thanked him. “Do you know,” I said to him, “that
my God is alive?”
Enter His Presence
I must admit that,
before that day on my knees when I met God, I never realized that God was such
a reality. I think the reason for that is that you and I don’t realize
what He did on the cross for us. We never realized that we may enter into
God’s presence. We sit in church First Day after First Day, and think
that the pastor went to hear things from God, and he will come and tell
us.
But why, then, did
Jesus die? For the pastor? No, for you and me. For all of
us. Praise God for that. For all of us!
When All Hope Is
Lost
We took
Aldo to a hospital in Pretoria. It was much closer to our home than the
hospital in Johannesburg. Because of this I could be with Aldo during the
day, and Thinus could be with him every night.
After a month,
this hospital’s staff also told me that it was time to book him in
somewhere. “We can’t do anything for him anymore.” We took him
home, and employed day and night nursing staff to look after him.
His little body
was stiff as a poker, in spasm. His eyes were closed. He was just
lying there, not speaking at all. He had no bladder control, and was
still fed through the tube in his stomach. The tracheotomy had to be
cleaned daily.
One day, I took
him to the doctor and asked if he couldn’t give me something for the spasm in
his jaw. At that stage, it had been three months during which we couldn’t
open his mouth. The doctor told me that he still thinks it would have
been better if we booked him in somewhere. “They do this,” he explained,
demonstrating with his own mouth. “They lock their jaws like
this. Or they open their mouths like this.” He demonstrated again,
and again.
I sat there, just
looking at that man, asking God in my mind to forgive him. And hoping for
his sake that the clock won’t strike twelve, because what if he gets stuck with
his face looking like that?
My spirit was crying
after that consultation. I loaded Aldo into the car and set off for
home. But, I cried so much that I could barely see the road. I said
to God: “He doesn’t even give me a prescription, God!” But the
Spirit of God answered me: “Retha, you HAVE a prescription!”
No, I don’t, I
answered.
A Gift To Everyone
He said: “My
child, every day that you break the bread, you die with Me. Every time
you take a drink of My blood, you rise with Me. Because I am the Bread of
Life. He who eats my flesh and drinks my blood will be one with Me.”
He said: “Do it as often as you need it!”
I can assure you,
there were days that I felt I have eaten loaves of bread, so often I needed
this. But, today I can praise God for that, because when I looked again,
something was happening to me.
Ezekiel tells us
that we will be filled, and I could feel how I was being filled, filled with
the Spirit of God. I felt how I was being filled, until I started
overflowing. And the Word of God tells us how streams of living water shall
flow from your inner being. (John
3:8) And how you will be like a tree planted next to a river, one that
bears fruit at the right time. (Psalms
1:3)
I could experience
this, because I died in myself. There were days that I said to God ,there
is absolutely nothing left of me. Nothing at all. He said: “If
the seed doesn’t die, it won’t be able to grow and bear fruit. A tree is
recognized by its’ fruit, not by its’ leaves.” (John
12:24) Remember Jesus cursing the fig tree when He walked past and
saw it full of leaves, but without any fruit? (Mark
11:13-14)
Focus On God
God said to me: “That’s
where I want you.” On days like that, days that it felt like my life
was falling apart, I pointed out to God that my life was a mess. Then, He
reminded me about the 3D-pictures that I loved as a child. Remember
those? You watch them until you are cross-eyed, but you still don’t see
anything. And then, in a moment, it all becomes clear. Only then do
you see the amazing picture behind it all. God said: “Retha, I want
you to focus, to stay focused on Me, because there is an amazing picture behind
all of this.”
He reminded me
about what He told Peter: “You will be able to walk on water as long as you
focus on me.” (Matthew
14:25-31) And Peter had the faith to get out of the boat and walk on the
water, while still focusing on Jesus. I doesn’t say so in the Bible, but I can
just imagine Peter’s friends shouting after him: “You are stir crazy, Peter!”
And of course, the minute Peter started looking around him and stopped focusing
on Jesus, he started sinking.
God also reminded
me about the daughter of Jairus. (Luke
8:41-55) Remember, Jairus was in the temple with Jesus when they came to
tell him that his daughter died. The first thing Jairus did was to look at
the Master. People said to him: “It won’t help to look at Jesus, she’s
dead!” But, he kept on looking at the Lord. And Jesus told
Jairus to look at Him. Jairus did – He looked into his Master’s
eyes. Jesus told him not to listen to what the people were saying, and
not to fear. “Jairus, just believe. Just keep on believing!”,
Jesus said.
I learnt a
valuable lesson from this: it doesn’t help to look at circumstances. It
doesn’t help to listen to ‘them’. “Don’t fear, just look at Me,”
is what I learned. “Look at Me, and keep on believing.” Wow, what
a lesson this is under difficult circumstances. It’s difficult, but it
works. And so I got up, with Jesus, and I could carry on with the
journey.
God Will Provide
I took
him home and he was just lying there in his bed. Still stiff as a poker.
One day I picked
him up, this child of mine, and we started walking with him. We would
hold him, one on each foot. We had blisters on our knees walking him like
that. Two would hold his torso. We put him on an exercise bicycle, each
of us holding a foot, one holding his head, one his upper body. We kept
him straight and sitting up like that.
And then, somebody came along and
said: “Retha, why are you doing this to your child? You know he will just be
lying there forever.” But, you don’t understand, I explained. “God has a
vision for my child. Because in Genesis 22, He tells Abraham to go
and sacrifice Isaac.
And yet, Abraham says this amazing thing to Isaac: ‘My son, God Himself will provide for this burnt offering.”
I
want to read you a few things that Aldo wrote in his journal:
·
“Jesus
will use us to preach His Word. We will tell the world that Jesus is
alive.”
·
“God
will do great things, great miracles. Because Jesus is alive. Be
prepared.”
·
“Jesus
said: Who shall I send to preach my Word? Will we be obedient and go where He
sends us?”
Through
all of this, I started realizing that Aldo had been in heaven.
In
another letter, he wrote the following:
Many Are Waiting For Rapture
Without Preparing For Rapture
The
next morning Aldo wrote in his journal, like always. But he only wrote
the words “Matthew
25”. I ran to my Bible, and there it tells the story of the
ten virgins. Ten waited, but only five were ready. My first
reaction was: “But Lord, at least they waited. Ten were there,
waiting!” He said, “Yes, Retha, ten are sitting in church, but
only five are ready. Five asked for oil for their lamps.” The Holy
Spirit “Lord,
what is this oil? What is this oil?” Then,
He looked at me, and said to me: “Retha, only now I can start feeding the
world with you.” “Tell
me, are you useful to God, or are you still in your shell?” I
was so excited, and thought “Wow! If that’s what God wants, that is exactly
what He’ll get!” Are
you His bride, or an acquaintance of God? If
there is somebody here who hasn’t yet accepted Jesus as Lord, say after me: