The day of the appointment arrived. I entered the waiting room feeling anxious and apprehensive. Tears were threatening to fill my eyes, and I had to blink them back more than once.
The counselor opened her office door and greeted me. She spent a little time telling me about herself. I was drawn to her genuine, "down to earth," kind and gentle demeanor. Before I knew what was happening the tears that I had kept at bay spilled over I began telling her about my son's death and other problems I was dealing with. It all came tumbling out of my mouth in a jumbled and probably incoherent mess all over the place. She sat there and listened with so much compassion.
I could not believe it! I cried. I sat in a stranger's office and I cried. It happened before I could stop it. I had worked so hard over the last few months trying to keep the tears at bay because I was sure that once I started I would never stop. So I hadn't allowed myself to cry very much at all. And when I did it had always been in private. Wow, I had not seen that coming!
And guess what? None of the things I had spent time worrying about happened. She didn't hit me over the head with scripture. She didn't tell me how puny my faith was. I actually liked her. And she seemed to actually like me. She told me that she had been praying for me since she had seen my name on her appointment book. She said she prayed for all of her clients each day. No doubt this was a divine appointment. God had worked all of this out in advance, in His own way and in His own time.
I am reminded of the scripture, "For I know the plans I have for you... plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11 (NIV). I am so happy that my future has been and will always be in His hands. And that His plans for me are good. That's one reason I can say with confidence that there is
Sunshine After the Storm
Blessings!
Betsy
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