Someone chose to be affirming and kind, offering hope and practical assistance in a way that was so filled with love and so Jesus-like. There were no fireworks, no money changed hands, no professional skills were required, no person of authority attended. It was just one person meeting God in a transaction with two others. I don't even know the names of the folks who tended my beloved one. I can't even say thank you when all I want to do is send flowers with balloons and fresh backed bread and well, chocolate, of course.
But all I can do is thank a generous God who reminded me again who is in charge of renewal, redemption and regeneration. And, maybe, I can be more aware this week of opportunities to reflect the same love, wisdom and kindness to a person or two I meet along the road.
And I can be and am so very grateful to Jehovah Jireh, the God who persistently and consistently reveals Himself as the God who provides.