s I’ve reflected back (yes, I know, AGAIN) the past couple of days, I am in awe of God as my Comforter.
I remember so many ways God has been my Comforter and the way He sent people into our lives at just the right time. I think back to our first Christmas Eve after Matthew’s death . . . just 13 days later. How do we be “merry”? We had (and have) peace knowing where Matthew is, yet, we were aching so badly . . . the memories, the visualizations of his death in our home. And then God sent an amazing group of people to spend Christmas Eve with us . . . our church family that took time from their families to spend time with us, bringing treats and gifts for the kids, some sitting on the floor and talking quietly to our children – others playing games. The night passed quickly and though there were tears, we were comforted.
When we take notice, we can see how God comforts, from the right song coming on the radio, the sermon meant for “me”, the rainbow in the sky, or an encouraging e-mail or card. And when we get those promptings to reach out to others, how we need to act on them, because it may be God is using us to comfort others, to show Him as the Comforter.