A retired teacher's journey thru the next chapter of her life.
Sunday, March 19, 2017
The other night the stresses in my life overwhelmed me. They overwhelmed me to the point that at 2 o'clock in the morning I found myself sitting at my dining room table with a cup of tea and my Bible instead of sleeping in my bed. So many questions and worries were running thru my head that my brain just refused to shut off and let me sleep. I thought of my dad, gone now over 20 years, and how, when I was a young girl, his tight bear hugs and the smell of his Old Spice aftershave made every worry just disappear. Oh, how I missed that. I called to him quietly at 2am and hoped he would hear me from heaven and send me some comfort. I opened my Bible searching for the words of my heavenly Father that would bring me peace and found myself reading the words in Isaiah 41:13,
"For I am the Lord, your God, who grasp your right hand; It is I who say to you, 'Fear not, I will help you.'"
As I read His words, I felt a comforting warmth spread over me as if two strong arms had wrapped me in a protective hug. I knew then that I could sleep and that the worries that had kept me awake would work themselves out with His help. I am convinced that my cry for help was heard and that both my earthly father and my heavenly Father came to my rescue.