Reflecting on Psalm 91
It’s been one of those days. We’ve all had them. It started with a distress call from Dad early this morning. “No milk at the nursing home. Go get me some,” he said tearfully. So I did, talked to the staff about the situation and feeling sure the problem would be resolved.
Soon another call from Dad’s nurse. “He wants to leave now,” she said.
“Tell him I busy taking care of Mom.”
“OK, I’ll see you tomorrow,” he replied. It took some quick thinking that got through that little crisis.
Next to the bank. So many questions, paperwork, forms, signatures. Something so simple to me seemed to become such a huge ordeal. Off to the Social Security office. This office is designed to be an exercise in patience, I’ve decided. Again more forms, questions and signatures. Today, my pestilence was bureaucracy.
Psalm 91 speaks of darkness. It doesn’t necessarily mean night, but feeling lost. Constant worry and being overwhelmed is my stalker. When will it become manageable?
As evening arrives, I sit with my Mom who is growing tired and weary. I enjoy our TV time together. We talk and enjoy a bowl of ice cream. This is how God takes care of me. I just need to take the time to feel God’s love.
God shows us His love in many subtle ways. We must remember to tell God through our prayers and actions that we love Him.
Written by: Carolyn Maher, Wesley Chapel UMC
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