My daughter Annie and I took Mom and Dad shopping one day, years ago. The lesson I learned that day still stands out to me…
As usual, Dad had Mom sit in the front seat, because it’s a little easier to get in and out of than the back. The only problem with this arrangement was that Mom couldn’t see Dad. She asked if he was in the car. I tried to adjust the mirror on her visor so she could see him sitting behind her, but it didn’t work for her. So, I told Mom, “Dad is sitting right behind you.”
“Oh, okay,” she said. A minute later she asked, “Raymon, are you here?”
He patted her on the shoulder and said, “Yes, honey, I’m right here.”
Mom visibly relaxed and sighed, “Okay.” The car was chilly, so I tucked a blanket around her, and she soon dozed off in peace as we drove.
Sometimes, even though I know God is with me, I long for a more tangible evidence of His presence. At times like those, when He moves someone to care, to say “I’m here with you”, to give a hug, or a word of encouragement, or meet a need—that is His body at work. That is His comfort. That is being wrapped in His love and peace.
This past year has been challenging for us with unemployment and health issues. But we’ve seen God’s presence and provision when friends have sent cards assuring us they are praying for us. We’ve felt His love when they’ve blessed us with gift cards and meals. We have experienced the peace our friends and family have prayed for us.
And it makes me so grateful and also makes me yearn to be more sensitive to God’s leading and promptings, so I can be a part of His comfort to others. And together we will know that God is right here. He is with us. He is faithful. He is good.