Showing posts with label comfort. Show all posts
Showing posts with label comfort. Show all posts

Monday, August 22, 2016

The Comforter Abides With Me

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It appears to be all the rage nowadays.  Service animals.  It seems I cannot go hardly anywhere these days without some sort of animal being in my vicinity.  Honestly?  It makes me mad.  I don’t like animals on a good day and I certainly don’t want them where I am shopping for groceries, roaming the aisles next to me in other stores, and definitely do not want them in my space while I am eating out at a restaurant.  I don’t think they are cute, adorable in their little outfits, nor do I stop and pet them and ooh and ahh over them.  

Now please, don’t get me wrong.  I am not referring to the animals who are genuinely needed to assist handicapped folks--such as the blind and those who suffer from seizures.  But those who are around for “emotional support” and “comfort” I have quite the opposite opinion about.  They aren’t even slightly regulated by the ones who bring them in.  No leashes, no confinement brace.  They roam freely and make me antsy as I wonder just how well--if at all--they have been trained.  On Saturday, at Lowe’s, this woman was getting a buggy as Steve and I were getting ready to enter the store.  She put her two little dogs in there and I just sighed.  Then, as we got into the store itself and there were two employees standing there, I was curious as to how this would be handled.  There was a sign saying service animals are allowed but this?  Well, you tell me.  

The woman came in all in a gush as she raved to the men, “They just had to come to Lowe’s again.  It’s their favorite store!  They get mad at me when I don’t bring them here at least once a week.”  Oh my cow.  Is she serious?  I’ve heard of dog whisperers and such but really:  they will pout and not love her if she doesn’t bring them to the store?  Do they have a doggie allowance to spend on indoor supplies to make their lives better?  Will they unfriend her on Facebook if she refuses to take them where they want to go?

Sigh.  

I tried to let my sweet Stef think about this for a moment.  I wondered what loss this woman may have suffered in her life that made her need these animals to give all of her affection to.  I pondered if she had a lonely life that made her revolve her whole world around them.  I even asked myself if she indeed did have a condition that required her to have these canines with her at all times so that she wouldn’t fall apart.  

Okay, this probably isn’t going over well with you animal lovers and my intention is not to upset you nor start a debate on this topic.  Instead, I want to share with you my Comforter.  No, He’s not a service animal and I don’t keep Him on a leash.  He isn’t registered nor does He have any papers to prove He’s necessary in my life.  Oh wait:  yes He does!  They’re called the pages of my Bible.  Why, just a few moments ago as I was reading, I couldn’t help but caress the softness of the pages.  I must say, it was indeed a comfort to feel the power beneath my fingertips as my eyes absorbed the truths and promises and instructions for my daily living.  The familiarity of the passage I was reading brought me a peace, a solace, and I just sat there for a few moments rubbing them and letting them soak into me.  

Oh how I wish others could take advantage of this Comforter!  The need for outside remedies is at a high point as prescriptions are written daily for nerves, fears, and help in dealing with life.  Jesus said:  And I will pray the Father, and He shall give you another Comforter, that He may abide with you for ever…

Oh Lord God, how we turn to so many other things to try to give us the consolation that only You can fill in us!  Lord?  Here’s what I ask for today:  I ask that You strengthen Your men and women who know better and grant them a boldness to speak to others about You.  May our lips sing Your praises and tell others about Your healing powers.  May we be gentle, yes, but may we stop avoiding the real issues our friends and loved ones are going through and just ask, just talk to them, instead of brushing them aside as we stay caught up in our own miseries.  We don’t have to be miserable!  We don’t have to fear, to fret, to wonder what tomorrow holds.  You abide in us, Lord, and it’s time we start acting like it!

May we rejoice in You today and may our lights so shine that Jesus is all that is seen is my earnest prayer, asked in His reassuring name, amen.

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

It Heals Better If It's Covered Longer

A couple of hours ago I saw a commercial for BAND-AID Brand.  It was sweet, gentle, and comforting.  The key phrases in it were  "Covering is caring.  Covering heals."  

It went on to show a blanket being put around a sleeping kid.  A fly sheet was put on a horse to warm it.  Parents of a tiny baby ran through the rain under the shelter of a coat placed over all of their heads.  A helmet was placed on a young boy's head as he started off on his bicycle ride.  A family was watching a scary show and dad covered daughter's eyes so she wouldn't be frightened.  Oh, and I mustn't forget the dude who covered up his hawg so it wouldn't get bothered by the elements.

The fella in the background talked soothingly about protecting the things we cherish.  As it played, I couldn't help but think of another product (if you will) that covers, protects, heals, and cares.  His name is Jesus Christ and Psalm 91:4 tells that "He will cover you with His feathers; you will take refuge under His wings. His faithfulness will be a protective shield."

Are you in need of comfort today, friends?  Got some boo boos that need some special attention?  Are you concerned for a loved one?  Take your cares to Christ.  If You'll allow Him to, He will heal the scars on your hearts and in your bodies.  He will care for you better than any brother or friend.  Under the wings of God, there is no harm that can overtake you.  The hurt and the Healer collide when we cry out to Jesus.  Aren't you tired of the pain?  Do you want some relief from the storms in your lives?  All you have to do is go to Him.  Remember the story of the prodigal son?  His dad was watching for his son's return.  Yours is too.

Let's pray.

Dear Holy God, how I thank You for the comfort You so willingly give and supply.  As I reflect on this verse and the commercial that reminded me of Your capacities, Lord, to fix what is broken, my heart sings a quiet song of rejoicing.  Thank You for healing me, for kissing me when I hurt, and for allowing me to burrow in Your arms when I just need to be held.  I love You and praise You for all that You do to make me better.  In the name of Jesus, amen.

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Happy Father's Day!

                         

June 21, 2015  

Today is my and Steve's first father's day as orphans. Losing our last parent in February sealed the deal in us having no parental guidance as we make our ways in this world that is so in need of leadership. Thankfully, though--as I noted on another's Facebook page earlier this morning--it takes a village to raise children and we have been very blessed to have uncles and aunts to offer assistance on the way.

So, as many celebrate Father's Day today, remember that you too are affecting your village. You are molding and shaping and defining lives today. Be Jesus to folks today that may be bereft as they too mourn losses that are so deep. Comfort where you can. Love always.

Let's pray!

Dear Father, thank You for Your promise to not leave us alone. We ache for the tenderness of a father's touch, the gentleness of his tone. One day, Lord God, one day this will be true again for us. Even so, come Lord Jesus. We need You.