Sitting in silence, holding the rosary beads in my hand, watching the flickering light from two wicks of a candle, and knowing that God’s Presence was all around me.
As though a light seemed to be around the room, yet no illumination was present. But, the knowledge for even a nano second was apparent and the words of the title were felt in my heart.
Earlier my wife and I were discussing the ever-growing problems of more than several family members that seem to be the focus of thoughts and prayers going out as incense to heaven. God is in control and only trust in His Providence will get us through. Lois, Joan’s sister, said that on New Years day she had a flash of bright light in her brain, several times, and the doctor told her it’s not her eyesight. Either her heart or brain might have caused this, but he couldn’t give her a definitive answer. She is 86 years of age.
Of course there are others’ who have very acute problems; both Carl and his sister Laura recently lost their jobs as sales people for replacing kitchens and other home remodeling projects through Sears. This company, the old stand-by of the past, is going out of business and many will lose their jobs. These are only two of many, but they are our children.
This writing could be the journal of so many out there with similar problems, and you might be the ones who are writing the same scenario in your daily thoughts of, “how do I help my children?” What way can I reach into their persona and assure them God is closer than they may think? How do I pass on to them the security I feel that God never forsakes us?
My thoughts this evening were not praying for a solution, just a restless evening and rising to call on God in thanksgiving for all that I have received. Lighting the candle and sitting with the beads, I felt secure and relaxed knowing God is always around me. Then, in the silence, God appeared in thought and I felt Him, Father, Son, and Holy Spirit in my heart. I knew I wasn’t alone and He reminded me to trust Him. I write this just to share my thoughts, as many who pick up the pen (or type on the PC) do as well when inspired to allow others into their hearts.
Ralph B. Hathaway January 2, 2019