Thursday, February 12, 2009

Where did the pillow come from?

I came home this afternoon and the first thing I noticed was a pillow under my daughter's car. I scratched my head and wondered how it got there. That car has not moved in four months. Then it dawned on me that all the snow had disappeared in our yard and in the driveway. For virtually the first time since Christmas the ground was clear. It could have been dropped by any of the girls moving home for the holidays and lay buried under the snow until today.

It made me think of all the things that are right there in front of us that we don't see. I am thinking of the grace of God, his love and his forgiveness tonight. They get buried by worries and troubles and fears. We don't see them anymore because the day's troubles pile up and cover them over. It is only after a long winter of discontent that we wake up one day and find them there again. And we laugh because they look so silly sitting there. they were there the whole time. We just didn't see them.

Praise God. That pillow reminded me that God cares and he will always be there whether we see him or not.