A SOUL REDEEMED
Sara Mollet | 1.11.2022
They say that he’s a redeemer. They say that he’s the way, the only way. What does that even mean? It means that ANYONE who believes that Jesus came to earth with the purpose of paying the debt of sin for all humanity would be united with God the Father. Those that believe would receive this gift that was given by Jesus out of pure love. He made the exchange between his blood and our sin debt, so that we could be considered debt free in front of the Father. Wow.
This is a testimony about how a person’s soul was compensated, and how another found hope through it.
Now I know that only God himself knows what happens to a person’s soul after death, but as a believer we learn that everyone doesn’t make it to heaven. In fact, the word says that the road to heaven is narrow and difficult and that only a few would even find it. To enter the kingdom of heaven we all must BELIEVE God loved the world so much that he sent his son for humanity, that whoever BELIEVES in him shall not perish but have eternal life.
As a child, I never had a chance to know my mom. I was lucky if I got 10 memories of her. She was never there and when she was, I was too young to remember. I know that she loved her children, but I also know that she lived a life in captivity of pain and hurt and hid behind chains of addictions.
She never was able to break away from that life completely. Even if it meant a life of loneliness.
She tried. Every now and then we would receive a letter from her from prison. The communication was rare and far in between. There was a lot I didn’t know because I was so young.
Christmas of 2000, I remember receiving the news that something tragic had happened. My mom’s lifeless body was found on the side of the road in a field. I remember I immediately had doubts. My heart didn’t want to believe that there would never be another moment with her, ever. The pain I felt in that moment was like being stabbed in the heart. It was a moment I would carry with me for the rest of my life. It was a pivotal point that helped to shape me today as a mother.
The night I received the news was so emotional for me. It had been so long since I had seen her. I had hope that one day she would find herself and be a mother. But not this time. It was over.
I cried myself to sleep that night. I dreamt of her that night for the first and last time in my life. In my dream she met me at my grandmother’s house. She told me she was sorry and that she’ll always love me. She gave me a hug and a kiss. I woke up crying. It was a dream I would never forget. Even then I felt like it was her way of saying goodbye to me. I was 12 years old.
Time passed on and now as an adult with my own children, I felt the need and the urgency to really give my heart to God. In 2018 I surrendered my heart over to Christ. We all come to Christ for different reasons but then we realized that he was always there for us. I started thinking a few years ago about my mom and her salvation. I called my oldest sister and asked her if she knew if our mom believed in God. She told me she wasn’t sure but that she would think not because of the way she lived her life, even up to the time of death she was still using.
That was hard for me to digest but I realized that we are all given a chance to know him and that we all must live or die with that choice. I had to come to terms with myself. My mother’s soul would probably be condemned for eternity.
Just a few days ago, I was looking through some pictures of a visit to my sister’s house from several years ago and I remembered that my sister had given me a box of stuff that belonged to my mom. I tucked it a way somewhere and had forgot all about it. Never really opening it, till that day.
As I began to read the words that she wrote that had some-how been preserved for over 20 years I am finally seeing her.
Seeing beneath the pain that she carried, the hurt that she hid. At 33 years old I get a glimpse of her heart for the first time. She was a poet. In the box she wrote poems about her pain, about her addictions, and about her relationship with God. She did know that God loved her, and she did believe in what Christ did for her. Her poems were so beautiful.
My hope for her salvation has been restored. I know that until I die, I will not know for certain but at least I can hold on to this revelation that God has given me. Just because a person can’t obtain freedom on earth doesn’t mean that their soul will not find it. She believed in him. And my heart rejoices for that. I thank the Lord for the moment that he revealed those things to me. That I can have hope that her soul has been redeemed. Thank you, Lord, our redeemer. I was 12 years old when I lost my mom. Now at 33 years old I have found her again. Glory to God.
I would like to share a poem that she wrote. A treasure that I will take with me.
Heaven’s Grocery Store
As I was walking down life’s highway a long time ago...
One day I saw a sign that read “heaven’s grocery store”
As I got a little closer the door came open wide-
And when I came to myself, I was standing inside-
I saw a host of angels
They were standing everywhere
One handed me a basket and said “my child shop with care”
Everything a Christian needed was in that grocery store.
And all you couldn’t carry; you could come back the next day for more.
First, I got some patience, love was in the same row, further down was understanding,
You need that everywhere you go-
I got some wisdom and a lot of faith
I just couldn’t miss the Holy Spirit
For it was all in the same place.
I shopped to get some strength and courage to help me run the race
By then my basket was getting full, but I remembered I needed some grace-
I didn’t forget salvation, for that was free, so I tried to get enough of that to save both you and me.
Then I started up to the counters to pay my grocery bill
For I thought I had everything to do my master’s will
As I went up the isle I saw “prayers”
I just had to put that in- for I know when I stepped outside, I would run right into sin.
Peace and joy were plentiful, they were on the last shelf,
“Songs of Praises” were hanging near, so I just helped myself.
So, I asked the angel “how much do I owe”
He just smiled and said just take them everywhere you go.
Again, I asked, with a smile, “How much do I really owe”
He just smiled and said “My child, Jesus paid your debt a long time ago.”
My husband and his mom’s relationship have been nonexistent for the past 4 years. She chose to walk out of our lives for whatever reasons.
Recently, she has made baby steps to mend the relationship with him. I told my husband just recently that the Lord himself will have to change my feelings because I don’t want her back in our lives.
The day the Lord led me to this box of stuff for my mom, I woke up with my husband’s mom on my heart.
I felt like the Lord was telling me I needed to give my husband my blessing over this relationship. I knew it was the Lord because in my flesh I wanted no part of it. But I did talk with my husband and gave him my blessing to go forward in the mending of the relationship.
Maybe an hour or two later is when I had the revelation about my mom. I felt like it was the act of obedience that God blessed me.