A life of endless surrender, unending fight, and radiating joy.
That night Mae Leah heard God’s voice to sit with me, and she was obedient. Meanwhile her own father, Ted Cupples, had been in and out of the hospital now fighting for many weeks. His family and friends backed Him up with unceasing prayer. But in the midst of that fight, Mae Leah prayed freedom over me that I could not do for myself. Mae Leah, showed me my first genuine glimpse of what Christ’s heart really looked like. In one little moment I gained a new perspective of how the body of Christ is supposed to function together. I now knew it wasn’t one of hurt and pain but one that is called to love and be gracious upon end.
Five days later on January 9th, Ted Cupples went home to be with the Lord. I couldn’t help but to think of the precious time Mae Leah gave up with her dad to be with me. I couldn’t help but to think of this amazing man of God that raised such a warrior in Mae Leah to live a life of sacrifice and devotion. I never actually met Ted, but I can’t stop thanking God for Ted. His story, His life, His family, they were used as the finest instruments in my life to bring me to welcoming God’s grace in my life.
An outpouring of love is what I feel when I think about Ted, and honestly I can’t explain how excited I am to finally meet him for the first time in Heaven. It’s crazy to think about how God can use someone that you didn’t even know or actually meet to bring you back to Him. This makes me think of Jesus, and his sacrifice for us. We didn’t actually meet Him, we didn’t have conversations with Him or laugh with Him, but He came for one purpose, to die. He died so we could live.
I’m blown away by the sovereignty of God, His graciousness with people who constantly fall short. God will always choose to show up through the impossible, it just makes more sense that way.
