It was a quick phone call. Linda’s oldest son had called to tell me that she had died in the ICU in Pittsburgh early that am. The last ten years had not been good to her. While sad, there was a feeling of relief and peace for her. But sadness quickly came thinking of her sons as I made my way to just be with them.
A week later, after Linda was buried, and we had celebrated her life, and our hope in the promises of a Savior who knows us more than we know ourselves, it came time to say goodbye. Tommy handed me a folded piece of paper. On it was a pencil pattern for a cross-stitch with my sir-name. It was dated with my anniversary. Tom said, “I came across this and figured it was one of those things she had hoped to get around to. ” She was very creative in her day. “I think she would like you to have it.”
I looked at Tom and immediately said, “Thank you, I guess it is the thought that counts.” It is nice to be thought of…isn’t it? I will treasure that cross-stitch pattern. It warms me just to think of it.
How was your week? What pressures did you face? Any crisis looming? Any worry? Weakness? Sense of powerlessness? You know, Our Lord has each of us in mind. His mind’s eye is not only on the sparrow — it is on us –you and me. He has written a pattern with our name in CROSSstitch at Calvary. Keep that gift in mind as you begin next week…as you kiss your loved ones, as you face life’s inevitable challenges…and praise the giver of life. Nothing can overwhelm us with Him as Lord.
