Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time. Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you. 1 Peter 5:6-7
Yesterday as I was walking home from my mother’s house, I saw a man standing on the corner to my cul-de-sac. I said hello, as I went by and continued on my way. As I began to cross the street a woman veered diagonally from the sidewalk to intersect me.
I asked her if I could help her, and she said yes, that she didn’t want to go with that man, as she pointed to the gentleman on the corner. He stood there patiently waiting, not saying anything. She looked to be about 65 and seemed healthy. But she was so clearly afraid, and agitated; I guessed she was probably struggling with Alzheimer’s.
I didn’t know what to do or how to help her, so I asked her if she knew the Lord. She seemed confused by the question, so I asked her if I could pray for her, to which she readily agreed.
I gently took both her shaking hands in mine and began to pray. I prayed the Lord would give her peace and a calm spirit. And I prayed, she would be able to trust the man on the corner to get her safely home.
As I opened my eyes, it seemed a different woman stood before me. She was not shaking or fearful anymore. She was quiet and calm. As if a warm blanket had descended on her shoulders, taking away her shivers of anxiety. I gently led her over to the man on the corner, that identified himself as her husband. She continued to hold my hand and asked me if she could see me again. I reassured her, that would be fine.
She seemed so lucid as she squeezed my hand and said, thank you. Her husband also thanked me as I turned and headed for home.
Tears ran down my cheeks as I thought of that poor woman and how lost and scared she had been. How distrustful she was of the one person that patiently loved her the most, and wanted only to help her and to guide her home. How sad it all seemed to me.
As I continued to think of the woman, the Lord reminded me, that I too, at times, am fearful and anxious. That, I feel confused and lost and don’t know which way to go. That I am distrustful of the very path, God has set me on. When I need to be running to the Lord for help and direction, I turn away and want to do things on my own.
Yet, God is always there, watching over me. Waiting patiently for me to turn back to him. To seek His help and love. And if need be, He sends me someone to pray for me, to calm my spirit, and to help me trust Him more fully.
Prayer: Dear Heavenly Father, forgive my pride, that keeps me separated from you. Help me to trust you Lord, as you patiently wait on the corner of my life, to bring me safely home. Thank you for your faithful and steadfast love for me. I am so thankful for you my Lord. Amen.