Sunday, January 11, 2015

The Treasure of the Last Days, Reflections of 2014

“But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the Excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us.” 2Cor.4:7

God in his infinite wisdom is so great and so powerful, allowed me to be a part of what He was doing in my brother, Bryan’s life. He was diagnosed with cancer two years prior to his passing on August 25, 2014 and although God didn't answer my prayer the way I wanted him too, I know that Bryan was saved and is with the Lord in heaven.

The Lord had given Pastor Neva a word in the form of a vision for his mother a few months before he passed away. In this word, she has a vision of a beautifully crafted, antique hope, chess, which the owner had meticulously restored so that it’s value far exceeded the worth of the treasure in it, and it was full of treasures. The kind that women kept as dowries before they went off to be married. And in this hope chess was filled all types of beautiful, rich and precious stones; diamonds and rubies and great pearls.

Bryan was “that” hope chess and God had fully restored him over the last two years of his life to his full, divine potential and calling. He was witnessing, leading a men group, telling everyone who he came in contact with about the Lord, all while going through cancer. God had allowed his mother to witness this transformation and she would be able to open that treasure chest and remember all the beautiful things that God has done in Bryan’s life before he went on to be with Lord.

 Like meeting and seeing his 11 year old daughter for the very first time; and spending quality time getting to know her before he death; almost as if he knew something we would not dare to speak; but instinctively, knew.
Trimity (Bryan's Daughter)

Bryan and I grew up together in the same house and were all raised together. We were more than first cousins, but best friends; he was my brother. I am an only child, and the daughter his mother never had. Bryan was my champion. He loved food, and he liked to spar and fight, and he loved to talk and debate. He could have been a professional fighter. He was that good. He was quick on his feet and with his hands and he was country strong.

(L-R) Sandra, Jay, Vonita, Tyress  Bryan
So right about the time we started high school, we moved into our first new three bedroom house and all the brothers were deciding which room they wanted and who they would share a room with. They were told I was moving in and my room had already been picked they were quite upset and kept asking why is Nita getting her own room. My aunt said because she’s a girl. They got madder. But Bryan would argue back and tell the brothers, she getting a room because mama said so and start laughing.

When the brothers started getting in trouble Bryan was the disciplinary in the house. He would ask if my aunt if she wanted him to whip them for her. And then he would get in their face and start laughing. They would get so made. Sometimes they would all be fighting. Bryan was the smallest in size but he would take them all on. So all throughout the neighborhood, on the playground and at school they nick named him  "The Brunt"  he was the main force or impact, in our life and family.

We did everything together. We go saved together. Bryan would preach on the school bus going to school. I would sing and pray. If they argued with him he would laugh and tell them that’s why they going to hell and they had better get saved. Many souls were converted on the bus.

Later, he talked me and the oldest brother Ron to get into the navy with him. We hid from that recruiter for weeks after passing all the test including the physical. Bryan ended up going by himself on that one and we laughed about it later.
There is absolutely no doubt in my mind that Bryan did not make it to heaven. He is resting from all his labor in the arms of Jesus.

I thank God for the treasure of being able to witness Bryan being restored and reconciled him back to the Lord.  He left here more fulfilled in the purposes and plan of God than ever. Poured himself out as a drink offering to the Lord by serving in His last 5 years with Pastor Gee, and I am forever grateful that God allowed me to witness that. 

To my family, I say” be strong and of a good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed; for the Lord thy God for God is with thee withersoever thou goest. (Joshua 1:9)

Bryan was a precious gift to us in Gods Treasure Box.

Be Blessed
Vonita B

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