I slip my faux-fur coat on, falling in to the usual morning routine of getting the kids to school. The thermometer reads 19 degrees F. The sun is just starting to peek over the horizon. It is winter in Wisconsin.
Grabbing my purse and coffee, I head out the door.
“Mom! Don’t forget me!” the littlest dear yells from the other room, gathering her own things and thoughts together.
“I won’t” I respond, reassuringly, I think.
I climb in to the car, start the engine and back out of the garage. I shiver. The seat sits cold under my legs. The steering squeaks as I slowly back the car out of the garage. Plumes of smoke hover and then dissipate on this frigid day.
My desire is to warm the car for the sake of my children. I care for them.
I scurry out of the car and head back in to the house.
Simultaneously the littlest one rushes out the door, back pack flung over her shoulder, coat half on. Anxiety casts a shadow across her hurried face.
“Mom! I thought you left without me!” she fears.
“No dear, I was just warming up the car for you. I am right here. You’re fine. No need to hurry or worry.”
I walk back in to the house to double check all systems before take off.
I feel a gentle nudge.
It is from the Lord.
“Remember, Andrea. When I go before you to prepare a way for you, it does not mean I’ve left you behind, either. I’m right here.”
I need to hear this, because I am prone to forgetting.
I know better, but I wander near the woods of doubting His presence.
I pause, aware of Him now, and choose to believe that He goes before me and at the same time, walks alongside of me.
I turn out the lights and grab my gloves, making my way outside to the car, thinking of the things I have to face in this day, thinking of Him, thanking Him.
The little one rests, now reassured in the warmth of the car.
I rest, too, in the warmth of His love.
“The Lord himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged.” Deuteronomy 31:8.