Ever since I laid my eyes on today’s daily prompt, the song has been playing in my head.
Paul was reportedly singing about a dream he had one night when he was under a lot of stress. In the dream his mother, who had died of cancer when he was fourteen, appeared to comfort him. Let it Be.
Similar words have been spoken to me, but not by my mother and not in a dream. They were spoken to my heart by the Holy Spirit.
I was the director of a pregnancy help center. An idea came to me for a fundraiser – a big production for which I had absolutely no experience. But I felt the Spirit urging me to do it, so I did.
The president of the board – who did not like to share the limelight – was ruffled. But, since she was awfully certain the event would be a disaster and I would end up looking foolish, she did not oppose it. The event – thanks be to God – was a huge, amazing success.
She was beside herself. She promptly started complaining about me to the other board members, told lies, tried to push me out.
My first impulse was to defend myself, set the record straight. I’m all about the truth.
But the Spirit whispered “Hush”.
He was oppressed and afflicted, yet he did not open his mouth; he was led like a lamb to the slaughter, and as a sheep before its shearers is silent, so he did not open his mouth. Isaiah 53:7
So I hushed. For days I trusted Him and kept my mouth completely shut.
When I walked into the office one early morning, I was greeted by the glow of the president’s computer screen. No one was there. Incriminating evidence against her, proof that she had been lying about me was illuminated right before my eyes.
I read it, turned it off and thanked the good Lord for affirming what I had suspected. Yet still I remained silent.
A few hours later three of the board members came in to meet with me. One of them had been in just before I arrived that morning, had left the computer on. They wanted me to know that they knew.
In the end, the one who tried to push me out had pushed herself out. Another victim of the green-eyed monster.
I love the One who whispers, “Let it Be”. Who presses, “Don’t say a word, I’ve got this.” The whole thing plays out so much better when the Advocate does the avenging.
Let it be, let it be
Let it be, let it be
Whisper words of wisdom
Let it be.