Earlier this evening, our friends Lynn and Dave stopped by to see how I was feeling after my surgery this past week. Although they go to the Saturday evening service, and my husband and I usually go to the late Sunday morning service, we met last summer when we attended a small group together. This past fall, Dave and Lynn decided to start a small group specifically for those of us in the 40+ age group. We meet a couple of times a month and have a great time. Lynn has been helping me
keep everyone updated as to my condition. That's been a huge help for me.
Tonight, they came bearing gifts near and dear to a Minnesotan's heart in the middle of a Minnesota winter. A crockpot filled with chicken and wild rice soup with freshly baked hot rolls and of course the gifts of friendship, laughter and love!
I sat at our kitchen table and gazed at my steaming bowl of soup. I smelled the wonderful smell of fresh hot bread dripping with golden butter. I looked at the bouquet of beautiful flowers my husband had given me. I peered through the kitchen bay window and looked at the drifts of snow in the moonlight. I thought about how although we're supposed to get four inches of snow tomorrow, neither one of us has to do the morning commute. We also live in a townhouse so there will be no snow-shoveling tomorrow morning either.
I thought about the turmoil of the past few months. I thought about all of the uncertainty that has attempted to get my focus off of God and I thought about the days I may be facing in the future.
It is cold out, yet I was warm. I am not alone. I am loved. I feel safe. I feel comfort and security. I am not hungry (especially after two bowls of that delicious homemade soup). I am at peace.
Will I always physically be in this place? No. There will be storms, mountains and deserts. I know this to be true but in those times I can remember these moments.
The beautiful words of Psalm 27:1-3 run through my mind.
1 The Lord is my light and my salvation- so why should I be afraid? The Lord is my fortress, protecting me from danger, so why should I tremble? 2 When evil people come to devour me, when my enemies and foes attack me, they will stumble and fall. 3 Though a mighty army surrounds me, my heart will not be afraid. Even if I am attacked, I will remain confident. Psalm 27:1-3 (NLT)
I ponder the words of a song I sang with my brothers and sisters in Christ this morning. Regardless of the storms I pass through, God will never let go of me!
*8/18/11--This blog is now part of a series entitled Walking With God In The Midst of Cancer