It was not by their sword that they won the land, nor did their arm bring them victory; it was your right hand, your arm, and the light of your face, for you loved them. Psalm 44:3
Abby was going to have to walk to school by herself today. Her friend had called last night to tell her they were leaving early for an extended weekend. Abby didn’t mind. Sometimes it was nice just to be alone with her thoughts. But when she stepped out the front door, she realized the walk this morning could be a little hairy.
Fog hung low on the grass and Abby could barely see a foot in front of her. She knew the route well but everything looked different this morning. Some of the landmarks she usually counted on, like the sculpted evergreen at the end of the street and the bricked flower garden at the first turn, were invisible until she was right up on them. The street lights were still on but they were few and far between on her route.
Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path. Psalm 119:105
Abby walked slowly and carefully, not sure of her footing in the heavy fog. Once or twice she tripped over something on the sidewalk and a few times she found herself walking on the grass without even knowing it. There were several times she wasn’t even sure she was heading down the right street. Where was the school?
Abby rounded a corner and saw, to her relief, the circulating fog lights of the buses parked at school. Thank goodness for those fog lights, she thought to herself. Now that she could see the lights and knew she was on the right path, her steps quickened. She was pretty glad to find the school entrance and see some of her classmates waiting there for her.
O Lord, you are my lamp. The Lord lights up my darkness. In your strength I can crush an army; with my God I can scale any wall. 2 Samuel 22:29-30 (NLT)
Later that night Abby shared her perilous journey with her dad. When she talked about seeing the circulating fog lights from the buses and knowing she was on the right path, Dad got a big smile on his face. He knew it was the perfect time to talk about Mom’s journey in the far country. How it was like Mom was walking in a fog right now, not sure she was on the right path, not finding the familiar landmarks that she so often navigated by. The streetlights were their prayers, lighting the way, and the bus lights were Jesus, calling her to safety.
Abby thought about how scared she was that morning, walking in the fog. For the first time, she actually felt sorry for her mom, not angry like she had been. She realized that Dad was right – Mom couldn’t see the right path and didn’t know how to get to safety. She thought about how grateful she was for the few streetlights and decided that maybe Mom needed a few more of those streetlights to show her the way home to Jesus and to them. Abby decided if her prayers were like streetlights for Mom, then she was going to pray even more so that Mom could see the way home. And she asked Jesus to shine His light, bright and brilliant, to show her the way to safety. In His arms and to their home.
“‘God rescued me from the grave, and now my life is filled with light.’ “Yes, God does these things again and again for people. He rescues them from the grave so they may enjoy the light of life.” Job 33:28-30 (NLT)
Kim, a stander in Nebraska
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