It’s #FiveMinuteFriday! Let’s go… joining the gang to write unedited on a theme sent out by Lisa-Jo Baker. This week its ‘Mighty’.
It’s been one of those weeks. A week where we said final goodbyes to a dear friend and colleague, and I watched his widow nurture her three young children through the memorial service with tenderness, pride and mighty strength.
It’s the week that I was laid low with a horrible cough, and my dear 82 year-old neighbour called my phone to say she’d noticed my car had not moved and ‘was I OK?’ She can’t make it down the stairs from our first floor flats to help me or do any errands, but her mighty huge motherly love reached out to me and wrapped me up in tlc. ‘I can always make you a cup of tea if you would like one!’
It’s the looming ‘Mother’s day’ weekend, when I feel the mighty huge loss of over 20 years… I lost my mum when I was 22, and haven’t known a mother’s love for most of my adult life. That feels like a mighty big deal, on this weekend of all weekends.
So what do I do on such weeks? Turn my eyes to a mighty saviour. Think again of the huge heavenly crowds cheering my dear friend on as he enters the gates of glory and is embraced by a mighty great LOVE. Remember what is really and truly important… a faithful life well lived. And to remember, that no matter how puny and miserable I feel, I have a mighty God whose love for me is stronger that I will ever need.
Admission: I edited this week, more than I should have – there was more in my heart and in my first draft than I felt able to say out loud on #fmf, and so I hid it behind my ‘delete’ key. God knows how deep the fears and sorrows go – and how we need to hide in him and his love, at the end of the day. He is a safe refuge. Thanks for being patient readers, in any case!