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.
1 comment:
Amazing how God speaks to us even in the mundane part of our days. And when He does speak, it's ever so gentle...so gentle that all you wanna do is sit on His lap, wrap your arms around Him and bury your face in His neck and stay there for as long as you want....
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