This morning I realised I'd killed our pond goldfish. 😞 I'd accidentally left the hose running and replaced too much of their water with tap water. Usually they do ok because I only add a little. But this time it was too much for their little bodies to handle.
And it triggered a grieving in me that I didn't even know was there. Grief for the thousands that are dying. Grief for the loved ones who can't even be with them to say goodbye. Grief for the loss of freedom and social connection we all need. Grief for stolen moments with precious people in my life. And for all of us who are in this same boat.
And in this midst of my sadness, an image of Jesus flashed into my mind - right in front of me, deep concern and compassion in his face, reaching down into the pit I'd fallen into, saying "Here. Take my hand. I'll lift you up. We can get through this."
So many times, we can find ourselves, like Peter, with our eyes on those overwhelming waves, sinking. If you're feeling that right now, lift up your eyes. There is Love, right in front of you, reaching out to lift you up. Focus on him instead of the waves. Together we can ride it out. ❤️
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