My life story by MG Henry

Rena’s story inspires me to reveal mine.

My story is one older than the hills or even mountains. As a little kid I was cute. [I’ve got pics]. I lived in a home with a loving, church-going family. I was safe and secure and lovingly tended. However, when I started school as a little kid, I had a huge come-uppance. [See? That term dates me, for sure]. From a warm and nurturing home-life to a classroom of pretty and cute boys & girls came this well-fed, chubby little girl with a mop of fuzzy hair and a funny last name. Well! They were not going to put up with that! So they made fun, teased and generally shunned me. One guy, who was older than I was, would hide behind a tree on the way home and when I passed by would chase chubby little me.

I tried to make friends…and because we all went to Catholic school, they pretended to accept me into girlie circles, scouts, etc. But…like the proverb…I was always the last one to be chosen for a team, for a game, for the softball, volley ball, field hockey [remember that?] team. Yep. REJECTION! If I could make this typewriter shiver & shake I would write the word “REJECTION” in blood curdling strokes.
When party plans were made with my “friends” my suggestions were ignored. I’ll never forget that one incident in my preteens when we had planned a party [there were always parties to extend my sufferings.]. I always went expecting a different outcome and the outcome was always the same….some incident of rejection. Sister Grandma created an outfit for me to wear which included a long skirt [instead of cuffed blue jeans & shirt]. She said that I looked nice in that outfit and my “friends’ would think so, too! Hah! They laughed at me, insulted me and scolded me for NOT being like the others. Tears of REJECTION.
I was always striving to be accepted. You know what that means in the world. Trying to please people so that they would like me. Terrible thought, now. One would do most anything [within some reason] to please so I that would be accepted. Though these are just examples of my lot in my youth…[it seemed that it lasted for an eternity] it left an almost indelible wound in my heart. Striving, striving to be loved. Striving to be prettier, smarter, more skilled, more competitive to prove that I was worthy of someone’s…..anyone’s attention, respect, even admiration! I took that into the workplace at school. It was like my mantra. What a burden!

My divorce sort of clinched it. That’s it! Then I became like a wild woman. Lowering my ‘Catholic’ standards that were somewhere etched in my being….but ignored, I reasoned my way into many compromising situations which were more painful to my conscience than the REJECTION I was trying to run from.

Paul said it best. ‘OH wretched woman that I am. Who will deliver me from this burden of sin, pain, rejection? Thank God He will’ However, not so fast, lady. When Christ came into my life it was like a huge burden was lifted….I fell in love with a glorious God/Man Who had taken all my stupid sins and thrown them into the sea of His forgetfulness. And….And…He accepted me!! Oh God! What a concept. And for awhile it was so! My real first, First-Love. JESUS CHRIST. I wrote love songs to Jesus. I consecrated my craft to Him. I wrote songs of praise, songs to the words of the psalms…I wanted to be a ‘VESSEL UNTO HONOR’. My first song to Jesus. I would get up early, early to read the Word of God. I was amazed. As a Catholic we did not read the Bible except for the Gospels and Epistles. But Oh Lord! This was life changing. I remember sitting on the bed and saying out loud to myself….Where did this magnificent treasure come from? It was too good to be true. He was here all the time and I never knew even it. [Gen. 28:16]

But the dregs of the results of sin still remain and so the sin that so easily besets us reared its ugly head and like a “silly woman” that is described in 2Tim. 3:6, still immature in the Lord [excuse] and able to allow myself to be deceived [excuse] I was on the brink of a spiritual calamity, to be sure. It was getting darker and darker and I was in a horrid situation as the plot for my spiritual downfall was progressing rapidly. And I did not know how to get out of it.
But God did. One eventful night during a Bible study in a private home, God sent His prophet to skillfully and tenderly extricate me from this hellish situation. I was carefully drawn away and with teaching and admonition and rebuke and deliverance I finally fled from there.

I thank God for His deliverance from evil. I still must be careful each and every day for I still mess up, sin in word and or deed when I don’t discern the will of God and act on my own even… after all these years and all this teaching and all the prophecies. Thank God He forgives when we confess our sins and the blood of Jesus cleanses us from all unrighteousness. But the results still remain. Those cannot be erased but must be accounted for. That’s why Jesus sent the Holy Spirit to help us NOT do those things for which we will be shamefaced before the Judge of all the earth, Jesus Christ.
If I keep that in mind…that I must stand before the Judge of all the earth Whom I love and will have to face Him and account for all I say and do and THINK, then my story will have a happy ending. That thought must govern my life, in Jesus’ Name.

8 thoughts on “My life story by MG Henry

  1. MG, are you going to show those throw back photos. Guess that has to be done on a Thursday. Nice to know rejection can be smitten by a power greater than ourselves.

  2. MG, thank goodness Jesus is with us in the common place times, the crisis times, the calamity times and Jesus paid it all for those who believe in him at Calvary. It is wonderful to know that Jesus is our HOPE. He is working on us changing our character to be more in line with His and he knows all our hurts and frailities and as a verse I have on my frig says Genesis 50:20 What was intended for harm, God intended for good.” May we walk in Jesus’s footsteps rejoicing all our lives and not the darkness of the world so we might have a song of joy in our hearts.

    1. Rena’s reference verse from Genesis 50:20 gives me this thought for all that sidekick with Moses; “our life experiences have enriched us beyond measure. Our life shines with countless memories, relationships, and stories.” Now, we infuse our thoughts with the; God intended for good what another situation may have been intended for harm. Moses’ character always leaves me thinking he saw The Lord. The big ? for me is have I seen The Lord.

    2. Rena, The wonder and amazement of that Salvation Experience was so overwhelming and one of the first songs God gave me along with A VESSEL UNTO HONOR had these lyrics.
      You are accepted by Me says Yaweh
      When I see the blood shed by My dear Son
      I will accept and receive you to Me
      You are accepted and you are My own.
      You are accepted by mercy and grace
      Give thanks to the Father let His Name be praised
      You are accepted by mercy and grace
      Father accepts you; Jesus accepts you; Spirit accepts you
      Let His Name be praised

      I wonder why anyone [ as I] or any human on the face of the earth would purport to question argue, fight against the thoughts, plans and purposes of the living God when He has the most precise unbelievable and glorious blueprint for our lives in His hands. Could it have happened any other way? Would I [looking at it now] trade a life full of popularity, fame or celebrity in my young years for the salvation of my soul that OUR LORD so graciously at the right moment, at the right time, scooped me up into His loving and accepting arms out of an awful pit of tumult and destruction? No contest.

      1. Thank you MG for sharing your beautiful heartfelt song. This morning while studying a lesson on Paul, the speaker was talking on the subject of salvation you wrote about. He said that salvation has three tenses. Past tense – I have been saved from all things in my past. I am being saved from where I am going. And I will be saved. He said the most important thing now is the present tense. He said that we should say to others, “Hey do you know what Jesus just saved me from just now?” Thank goodness to a loving Savior who was in our past, is now in the present and is drawing us to step with him if we will it to be as Satan is dualing with us to get us to step the worldly way. May we hear His voice directing us in the way to go this day and see His face someday.

  3. Mg, I think your comment, “Thank God He forgives when we confess our sins and the blood of Jesus cleanses us from all unrighteousness. But the results still remain. Those cannot be erased but must be accounted for.”, serves as a good traffic light for life’s continued journey. In my thinking,if I notice the yellow warning light and slow down and prepare to stop I can avoid a disobedience that will result in a consequence. But if I decide to ignore it and race on through to beat the red light, then I have just shoved the Holy Spirit aside and decided to do it my way, bringing a consequence and often a hurt to someone else, instead of Joy to the Father’s heart and help to others.

  4. In a devotional I received from a church I read an interesting phrase. “Our self-image is formed early on based on feedback from parents, teachers and other authority figures ….[and peers, I would add]–and changing it isn’t easy. It doesn’t come from inspiration (or perspiration) but from letting the Holy Spirit transform you. How? By renewing your mind.”
    This connects with Debi’s statement about the “yellow” light. When the Holy Spirit starts to do a re-construction on one’s building and we are working on the renewing of our minds, there are many warnings and clues, etc. that we learn from the Scriptures, teachings, prophecies and such. If we continue to ignore those “yellow” light warnings, thinking that speeding through those danger zones won’t result in a disastrous situation or maybe if we go fast enough Holy Spirit won’t notice ….it may work once or twice because of the mercy of God but eventually there is going to be a crash of some sort, if not a fatality.
    The devotional ends this way; “Christ empowers us to slip out of who we were forced to be and transforms us into who He cretaed us to BE!”

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