Friday, February 15, 2013
The 23rd Psalm says "Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death ... ". This is talking about the darkness in the mountains after the sun goes down and getting lost would be easy. The darkness would be overwhelming and all encompassing but it goes on to say that "...Thou art with me. Thy rod and Thy staff comfort me..."
These last few months I have walked through the valey of the shadow of death. I have been in the crags of those mountains, certainly not on the peaks, where sometimes there is some light but so often the light is hidden. So often the darkness overcomes and overwhelms. It is in those times that I have felt God's presence.
When I say that I have felt God's prescence it isn't that man with the white hair and beard but a friend who reaches out, a neighbor who gives me a hug and tells me that I need to hang in, a phone call from someone out of the area who is just "checking on you", it is a hug from my grandboy and grandgirl.
Today was one of those days. It started out fine. I put the trash out, the sun was shining, the air was warm and I got dressed and went for a walk. On the back stretch of the walk, less than 1/4 mile from home a friend whom I hadn't seen since Ed's memorial pulled up. She aske how I was doing and that started the tears that I had not realized were so close to the surface. We talked then she proceeded on to another friend's, who is disabled, to help her shower and dress. A third friend was also there to help.
Then as I came down my street a young man who is a neighbbor and whose brother was the one to call 911 when Ed had the attack in the car came out of his garage. He also asked how I was doing, gave me a big hug, and said, "You know you have to hang in there". He told me how wonderful he thought Ed was, what a good person he wa, and how he had always enjoyed talking with him. Of course I cried but I was also comforted at the same time.
After I came home and took care of some things around here, including pulling out a bag of books to donate, the doorbeall rang. I was surprised to find the other friend who helps with out disabled friend at the door. Becky handed me a Cadbury milk chocolate bar and said, "Diane said you were crying. Enjoy this, chocolate helps everything". I did indulge in about a third of it and it was wonderful.
So, although this was a day of dark shadows in the mountains God was there in the form of Mark, Diane, and Becky. They were God's rod and staff and led me to a better place.