The LORD’s faithful love does not cease; His compassion does not fail.
Driving home from work today, I passed a residential area.
For some reason, I thought about a senior citizen couple that lives there.
I haven’t seen them in quite a while.
Still, I remember their kindness from almost fifteen years ago.
My family and I were experiencing some very difficult circumstances.
This couple hosted a weekly prayer gathering at their home in a nearby town.
Someone who attended their gathering asked for prayer for us.
Just praying for our family would have been a wonderful thing.
This couple, however, went the extra mile.
Actually, it was the equivalent of several miles.
First, we received a phone call from them, inviting us to a service at their church.
After church, they wanted to buy lunch for our entire family of six at a nice restaurant.
When we arrived at the church, they were waiting outside the door, truly excited to meet us.
It was like we were long lost relatives that they had finally found!
This began a relationship of love and support as they continually reached out to us.
I remember them even taking our youngest two children out for put-put golf and to an animal petting zoo….
God’s love streamed from them into our family.
We joined their church and became very involved in many of its ministries.
Today, as I thought of how they had reached out to us when they had not yet even met us, a feeling came over me.
It wasn’t words in my mind but more of an encouragement in my heart.
An exhortation to be more like this couple.
A reminder to be more giving.
I will always remember how God loved us in that difficult time in our lives through the generosity and genuine care of those two precious people.
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.
—2 Corinthians 1:3-4
The beach was glowing in the sunlight as the new day began.
I sat, watching the splendor unfold before me.
The clouds filled the sky with white, cottony patches that changed in hue as the sun rose.
Every day is a new day.
A new day to live for God.
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.
I say to myself, “The Lord is my portion;
therefore I will wait for him.”
When I came out of the meeting, the sun was just beginning to set.
Most of the sky was riddled in clouds and it was raining.
Other people were exiting to the outside, as well.
I said something like, “I love it when it rains and the sun is shining!”
Getting into my car, I began to drive as I witnessed a magnificent display of color and beauty as the sun’s rays painted the monochrome clouds in a brilliant array.
Stopping the engine on a street, (no other cars were in sight) I snapped a photo or two.
For at least the next twenty minutes, I watched the various hues emerge in intensity within the moving clouds.
I began to think—
It had been raining.
The sun had been shining through the rain.
For some reason, we associate rain with difficult times and sunshine with happy times.
Thinking along those lines, I was experiencing a visual representation of “happy difficulty.”
How can circumstances bring us happiness and still be difficult and trying at the same time?
Life can get hard. Really hard.
So much can go wrong.
But, along with the struggles, we can become aware of God’s presence through it all.
His light can begin to blaze through the rain, creating a spectacle of radiance that captures our gaze and draws us away from the storm.
At these moments, we are aware of both our problems and His presence.
2 Corinthians 1:4 tells us,
“He comforts us whenever we suffer. That is why whenever other people suffer, we are able to comfort them by using the same comfort we have received from God.”
God does not leave us alone…
even when it rains.