“Come unto me, all ye who labor and are heavy laden and I will give you rest.” That’s what I think the oversized plaque on the wall said. Or was it, “Trust in the LORD with all your heart…” Mostly I just remember that we were dirt poor and we did everything we could to remind ourselves that life would be better if we trusted the LORD enough. I just didn’t know how much was enough.
Now I’m grown and long, long gone from that small “flat” – they called it; the “upstairs” in somebody else’s house.
We don’t have Bible verses on our wall anymore. They’re written on my heart. Tested…surely. Again and again. In far flung places…and desperate situations. They’re not the “magic” I thought they were as a child. But in the darkest of places…in the bleakest of times…sin-scarred, but deeply forgiven…my Savior’s bles’d promises are truer than true. Proven…again and again.
Caregivers don’t need flowered plaques on bedroom walls. We do need our LORD’s assurances of presence and protection written large in the deepest, darkest, weakest places of our lives.
Prayer – Teach my heart to trust you, LORD. If today be one of life’s dark places, show me the light of your faithful love. Amen.
Photo courtesy of Jill Naumann, copyright 2017