“For you, Lord, have delivered me from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling.”
Psalm 116:8 (NIV)
It had been eighteen months since the death of my husband as I wrote this—there are still good days and bad days. The good days comprise of episodes of grief that no-one sees. The bad days are best left unspoken. The loss of a loved one is exclusive to the individual, but all Christians who have been bereaved will tell you of the comfort and presence of God in their situation. Psalm 34:18 tells us “The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.”
My story is an illustration of this actuality. It acts as a reminder that our Father in heaven hears our prayer instantly and gives the answer in the same manner, when it is according to His infinite wisdom.
It was a lovely winters day, crisp and bright. However, as I drove home I could feel my spirits sinking, poignant memories were rushing through my mind, causing emotions to rise and threaten tears as I was driving. I found it hard to breathe, the tears were stinging my eyes, I cried out to God ‘Father help me please’!
I was approaching a small junction on the rural road and it was as I was turning right along a road that took me adjacent to the village green when suddenly I saw them. A large dog fox strutting nonchalantly across the green, his wife strolling behind him with a dead squirrel in her mouth. They were so close I could see the colour of their eyes. I stopped the car and watched with amazement. Not in the thirty years of living here had I seen anything like this. The spectacle was stunning, verdant grass contrasted by the vivid chestnut of the animal’s coats. It all happened in slow motion – awesome in its simplicity and beauty. Two foxes out for lunch. God’s timing is above reproach, God’s timing is never early, and it’s never late – it is perfect. Psalm 27:14 reminds us to “Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.”
On my arrival home I reflected on the scene and quickly realised that it was a postcard from my heavenly Father. He had heard my cry and blessed me with an answer that displayed His magnificence and declared His compassion. “Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness” (Lamentations 3:22-23).
God diverted my emotions from grief to wonder. We are never alone – Jesus keeps His promise, “I am with you always to the very end of the age” (Matthew 28:20). Receive His comfort and His love with thanksgiving.
Wonderful Father, we thank you for your mercy and compassion which knows no end.
Study by Irene Wilson
Worldwide Church of God Watford
St. Peter’s Church
61 Westfield Avenue
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