Whispers from Above

By Jackie R. Ison

Filled with simple, heartfelt stories, this book is encouraging and uplifting. The author shares how God uses everyday situations and circumstances to spiritually speak to her heart. Revealing to her how we can grow and gain spiritual knowledge if we allow God to teach us. You may laugh, you may cry, all the while gaining a different perspective on every day, down to earth situations. This book helps you understand there is a deeper meaning to most situations, if you just believe and open your heart up to hear the Whispers from Above.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Christian Faith Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Oct 13, 2021
• ISBN: 9781098098391

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Cookie

2009

When I was a little girl, I rarely got new toys. One year for Christmas, my dad’s cousin bought me a doll, a brand-new doll. It was in a box with the cellophane still intact. The doll had a cloth body with a plastic head and plastic hands. The doll had never been opened, had never been played with! She was mine, all mine, for me to love, and that I did. When I pulled her out of the box, I named her Cookie.

I grew up with two older brothers and an older cousin. My cousin was usually at our house, so it felt like I had three older brothers. I was always trying to be just like my older siblings. Needless to say, I was a tomboy.

When I climbed a tree, so did Cookie. I was on my way home one night, and I was praying about a situation. I told God I wanted the situation to be like brand new.

God brought a memory back to me about how I would play with Cookie and love her, and I was so rough with her. Not because I didn’t love her, but because I felt the doll could do everything that I could do. Unfortunately, Cookie’s head would become unattached from her body. I would franticly, but ever so carefully, run to my mommy, who usually was in the kitchen.

When I got to Mom, I would be holding Cookie’s head in one hand and her body in the other. With huge mud-stained tears running down my cheeks, I would gently hand Cookie to my mom and say, Mommy, can you fix Cookie and make her brand new?

Mom would always say, Yes, just lay her over there, and I will fix her for you in a little bit.

We did not have running water in the ten-by-fifty trailer I grew up in, so Mom was very busy carrying water in five-gallon buckets from the creek and boiling the water for sanitation purposes. We would then use the water to take a bath, clean, or wash clothes. We carried our drinking water in milk jugs from our neighbor’s well.

I would lay Cookie down, and I would go back outside and play. When what felt like days had gone by, I would run back into the house, not seeing all the work my mom had been doing. I would say, Mommy, have you fixed Cookie? Have you made her brand new?

Mom would say, No, not yet, it takes longer than a couple of hours to make it brand new. Now, you go on outside and play, and I will fix Cookie. When she is finished, I will bring her to you.

Thinking that my mom had forgotten about fixing Cookie, I would repeatedly run back to Mom, asking the same question and receiving the same answer. Each time, with a heavy heart, I would go back outside and continue to play,