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We were heading out on another excursion.  This time, via steamboat ferry on huge Queenstown Lake. We showed up for breakfast at our cozy B & B.  It was at the normal time… but the dining room was empty.

My Honey got there first.  His brief chat with our hostess must have been Heaven-sent.  When I arrived, he motioned to both of us to come near him.  He asked me to pray for the mother of our hostess.

The mom who is dying of cancer.  The mom who has refused more treatment so she can have Quality of Life in the days she has remaining.  The mom who is coming today to visit her dear daughter.

We put our arms around her and she reciprocated.  I don’t know what faith she has, if any.  I just dove off the cliff like the hang-gliders I have been watching in recent days at the nearby mountain.  The words You put into my mouth helped us all begin to soar.

“… those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength.  They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.”  (Isaiah 40:31)

It was a personal prayer.  Not because I know anything about her or her mom… but because You do, Lord.  When we finished, she hugged me all the more closely.  The words had touched her heart… and her hurt.

That was yesterday.  Today, we gave her an envelope with a financial gift.  Something to enjoy with her mom in the next three days they will be together.  But the real Gift — the real treasure — was the note You had me write.  And the Scriptures You had me share.

“The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make His face shine on you and be gracious to you; the Lord turn His face toward you and give you peace.”  (Numbers 6:24-26)

“And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge — that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.”  (Ephesians 3:17-19)

She was busy this morning… too busy to read our note.  Another staffer had called in sick and the breakfast nook was full of guests.  But she hugged us anyway.  Not just with her arms, but with her heart. And she whispered in my ear.  She wants my email address.  She wants my advice on how she can help her mom.

This is Your doing… isn’t it, Lord?  So I’m wondering…

What else will You have me share with her… about You?  You’re the Answer to any question she could possibly have.

“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort…”  (2 Corinthians 1:3)

Expectantly,

Abba’s Girl

 

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