As we get old, our horizons shrink. We stop driving, we may not get to keep living in the same house because we can no longer care for it, and the list goes on and on. It can be a very scary process without God. Even though I know God is with me, sometimes I still feel weak and embarrassed to have to ask for a ride.
But in the two years or so that I haven’t been able to drive, I have coped thanks to a great deal of help from a few of my friends. God has obviously given them generous hearts, and they will help me even when it means they lose time they could have used for themselves. One takes me to the barber shop and waits patiently while I get my haircut. One waits at the church door to take me home. He also takes me to our small group on Sunday nights. Another takes me to my eye doctor’s appointments. Another always calls to see if I would like to go to lunch at our senior center when he goes. God uses these good Christian men to be my drivers as well as my friends. How could I be more blessed than I am?
I join many of those who will pray for you as you seek to discern what you are called to be at this moment. May God grant you the courage to fulfill that calling. May we all open our eyes and see the misery, open our ears and hear the cries of God’s people, and, like God through the Lord Jesus Christ, be incarnate amongst them.”
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