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HeavenThe Day the Frost King Melted
By Dixie Phillips

I don't believe I know the exact day that the Frost King began to reign on the throne of my soul, but I have a brief recollection of when his icy fingers pried open the door of my heart. It was the day my father announced that he was leaving my mother, after twenty-five years of marriage, for a younger woman named Kay. A deathly chill swept over me. Winter had set in on the inside of me.

"How could they do this?" I questioned. Both were faithful members of a Bible-believing church. Both knew better.

Bitterness ravaged my heart. Hearing my mother's heart-rendering sobs caused me many sleepless nights. Revenge seemed to permeate my every thought. A deep freeze filled my being.

Then, one night when I couldn't sleep I picked up my Bible and read:
"But if you do not forgive men their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses." (KJV Matthew 6:15)
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Interview by Debbie Porter

FWM: Dixie, I think many of your readers would feel that they already know a bit about you just through the things you write and the way you write them – but we’d love to know more. Would you tell us a little bit about yourself?

DIXIE: Let’s see……. I am a pastor’s wife in a small rural community in Iowa. We have been here for twenty-four years. My husband and I have four children. Rachel is 26 and a teacher at Lighthouse Academy, a Christian school ministry in our church. John is 24 and graduated from college with a business administration degree and is trying to get into management. Beka is 18 and just finished her first year at Master’s Commission in Kansas City. She senses a call to a praise and worship...

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I knelt by my sofa and asked for His grace to help me to forgive. In my mind's eye a video tape began to play of my father's affair. I questioned if I forgave my father would my mother feel I wasn't being loyal to her? Would I be condoning their sin if I had a friendly relationship with them?

The burden became too heavy for me to bear any longer. I asked God to please help me. Then, I felt the warmth of the Holy Spirit. I wept openly. I knew I could not forgive in my own strength. The Lord assured me that He would walk with me each step of the way. When I stood to my feet I knew I had some homework to do.

I attempted to mend the fences, but my kindnesses were always met with cool receptions. The pain of rejection would sting to the bone. The Frost King, hiding in the shadows of my soul, longed to make an appearance and give his final frost bite to do permanent damage. At my weakest moment I would crawl back to the Cross, broken-hearted. There I discovered the SON never refused to shine and He began to thaw the Frost King.

One day my father showed up with an anxious look in his eye.

"Kay is very sick," he choked. "She has a terminal brain tumor. The doctor said she won't last a year."

I told my father how sorry I was for her illness, and asked if there was anything I could do to help.

"She wants to die at home," he answered. "The doctor said she can't be alone. Can you come over and sit with her when I'm gone to work?"

The Frost King leaped from his hiding place and thundered unforgiving thoughts. Then............. I remembered JESUS washing Judas' feet.

"I'll be there, Dad," I replied.

Kay deteriorated rapidly. It was evident she wouldn't be with us much longer. Early one Sunday after I finished bathing her I said, "Kay, today is the Lord's Day. You won't get to go to church this morning, but I thought maybe you'd like for me to read your favorite Psalm to you. What Psalm would you like me to read?"

"Psalm 51," whimpered a faint, weak reply.

Slowly I began to read out loud to her. "Blot out my transgressions. Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity. And cleanse me from my sin. For I acknowledge my transgressions, and my sin is ever before me. Against You, You only, have I sinned and done this evil in Your sight. Create in me a clean heart, O God. And renew a right spirit within me." (NKJV)

I choked as I read the words of David after Nathan the prophet had confronted him about his adultery. I knelt by her bed and we embraced. We wept together.

That day the Frost King melted. His reign was over. The long winter had ended. Spring had finally come to my soul.
Dixie Phillips has been married to Pastor Paul Phillips for 27 years. They have four children and have served the Gospel Lighthouse Church in Floyd, Iowa, for 23 years. Dixie has enjoyed writing for children for a number of years, and has had her material published by Standard Publishing, Eldridge Publishing & Abingdon House. Her first children's book will be published by Lamplighter Publishing in the near future.