As he saw the crowds, his heart was filled with pity for them, because they were worried and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd. Matthew 9:36 (GNT)
“Grammy,” she said, “I want to buy some things for that couple.” The ones she referred to were sitting along the building when we entered the store. I had looked at this older couple with disinterest. She saw them from an entirely different perspective.
She was formerly from a foreign country, now free from Soviet influence, and had lived in an orphanage most of her life. At school, she had learned to speak English as a second language. It had taken a year for the entire adoption process with multiple trips by her and her new parents before all was finalized.
Once here, she understood that a best Friend loved her and wanted to adopt her into His family as well. Totally committing her heart to Jesus, she looked at this couple now through eyes of love! With two bags of food and other items, she approached them with her concern for their welfare. They thanked her but without much fanfare. Elated, she exhibited a look of love that still radiated as she returned to the car. Her heart had seen and responded with meeting their needs.
God, thank you for manifesting through this granddaughter what it truly means to be loved and adopted by God. Love responds with action that mirrors your shepherd’s heart.
What happens when life goes along smoothly and suddenly you feel on a detour? Does one fall apart, become absorbed in the conflict within and without so ultimately questions God’s ability to take care of His own?
Parking in the megachurch lot, I was looking forward to participating in worship and hearing our gifted pastor’s sermon. What an inspiring service! As always in conclusion, Pastor John declared over us: “The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make his face shine on you and be gracious to you; the Lord turn his face toward you and give you His peace.”(Numbers 6:24-26)
Walking hurriedly out the church, I glanced for the van, stubbed my toe and slowly fell to the pavement. I tried to push myself up, but my right arm would not cooperate. Immediately five men in back of me rushed to assist. Once I got to the car and tried to maneuver getting the car started, I realized it would be a left-handed, twelve mile ride home.
Immediately, my husband rushed me to Urgent Care. While in the examining room, the doctor then left me for an hour. My arm felt like jelly between the elbow bones with pressure applied but comfortably tolerable otherwise.
Moving to the emergency room with x-rays also taken, I was scheduled for surgery within hours. Upon awakening, the verdict: I had a very serious injury, three elbow bones broken and now held together with three pins and a plate. Months of therapy would result.
Although I felt ledged in a three-sided rocky clift; I sensed an immeasurable stable trust in the Great Physician. My spiritual eyes saw He had passed by me that day and left me with the glory of His presence then and the long recovery afterwards.
“Lord, the Giver of Peace, you sustain us in rocky clifts but keep us looking to you as the Author and Finisher of our faith. Your ways are just and perfect for me!”