Some days my heart gets a sudden chill -even during summer hot days. Things, people, places, stories so far away and so long ago creep causing a halt in the day's routine.
The cold sadness of the moment makes me wish for a blanket made of my mothers voice, my dad's company, the noise and smells of the country left behind. A warm blanket weaved of my brothers childhood, green rain forests, mangoes and coffee with my aunt. My cousins, noisy streets, familiar conversations, music and laughter hand stitched with the familiar threads of the past. A blanket to crawl in bed and cry...
But God gives me no such thing...He gives me hope instead, the sudden push that restores the irregular heart beat, wipes the tears and slowly warms the cold feeling of loneliness just like a jump start, CPR of the soul, pumping fresh air and allowing me to breath, open my eyes and touch the present, look into my husbands eyes, the roses in the garden, my children bursting through the door, the new smells of my kitchen and today unfolding bright and new.
And then I am not cold anymore, God's hope is truly soothingly warm...
For I know the plans that I have for you,’ declares the LORD, ‘plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope
Jer 29:11
