Bøker av Nancy M Garver

This will be the most unusual book you have ever read I am sure. I will endeavor to reveal something that you have never observed before. It''s profound!You will see that this perspective is from the spirit of one who has spent many sunny days in her gardens. Contained within these pages is a culmination of a lifetime love of working among the flowers, butterflies and birds. But more Important than that, I will show you an awesome eternal discovery as a result of that hobby.This book has been in the making for six years. When the Holy Spirit of God showed me the correlation between a human and a Monarch butterfly, I was absolutely amazed. Hidden in the world in which we live, are secrets that Almighty God has kept us from seeing at first glance. But when we become aware through our spirits and do some searching, we will wonder how we missed it, sometimes for many years, as is the case in point.It is always the goal of God to get humans to our eternal home in heaven. The fourth generation Monarch butterfly also has a compulsion to get to their home in Mexico as well. They are "on the same wavelength" as we are. The end of both a human and butterfly caterpillar''s existence is not a finality, but rather is that door that leads us both to live as "totally new creatures".As you are led by your spiritual eyes and comprehend with your heart, you will see without a shadow of a doubt, how the Lord connected a human being and a butterfly caterpillar to reveal His perfect will. This book will allow you to peer into the treasure that I have unearthed. Nancy M. Garver has been a worshipper of God since 1973. She has been very involved in church leadership through the years and was Ohio Prayer Coordinator for National Day of Prayer 2016-19. Nancy authored "Finally Free" in 2012 regarding her late son, Jonathan. She is an intercessor and is an avid gardener. Married 60 years to Robert, they live in Westerville, Ohio. She is mother to Diahann and grandmother to Chris, Claire and Cate.

IT WAS 1982 - the healthiest and happiest year of our fifteen- year-old son, Jonathan, since his first of four brain surgeries nine years before. Bob, Diahann, Jonathan, and I loaded our suitcases into the trunk of our 1978 powder blue Buick and sped off to New York City on a summer vacation.Among the list of stops was the huge, copper-clad lady standing knee deep in the New York Harbor. At first sight, her magnitude was awe-inspiring and indescribable. We rode an elevator upward to the base of her dress and slowly strolled around her perimeter. For reasons known only to God, I took a photograph looking heavenward. The Lady only was in the picture with her right arm stretched up as far as possible, her torch of freedom a beacon of hope for all men. This miraculous picture was never perceived until over a month after Jonathan had passed away on April 16, 1983.The image God branded on the statue''s dress was the same we had observed thousands of times since 1973. It was Jonathan''s face with a blanket covering him. The object missing was the ice pack that had been placed on his forehead to help "freeze out" his innumerable headaches through the years.What comfort from a loving God, proving that our beloved Jonathan was finally free while his body was sleeping, awaiting his Savior to come and change it to a glorified one.