I sit here in my air-conditioned home sipping on freshly brewed hot coffee. I thawed out some shrimp to make a casserole for dinner. I'm watching cable television and wondering. Am I too comfortable? People in Pakistan are clinging to patches of dry land--waiting hopefully for a cup of water, wondering when they'll get a bite to eat. Earthquake victims in Haiti are still trying to figure out how to live beneath sheets of cardboard, sheetrock and metal.
I am by no means wealthy, but neither am I what some call impoverished. I have a home. My home is filled with furniture, books, dishes, artwork and conveniences. I turn on the faucet and out comes water--not just cold water, but hot water. I flick a switch and on comes lamps, computers, hairdryers, curling irons and microwaves. I open a door and grab cold drinks, and frozen Popsicles. I am rich in comparison to so many in life.
How about you? Are you comfortable? Do you feel a bit too comfortable? I am so grateful for the comfort I have tonite. With a hacking cough and sore muscles, I have nothing but gratitude that my air-conditioning is working in this 105-degree heat. I am grateful my husband is able to make the money to pay our bills so we have electricity, a home.
I am grateful I have a venue to share how grateful I am for the greatest comfort--the comfort of knowing Jesus is my Savior and He is keeping me in all situations. I take comfort in knowing God is always present in my life. He will never ever leave me. He fills me with peace. He gives me new mercies each day. He pours out His grace.
Tonight I pray for those who do not have that comfort. I pray the Lord draws them to himself--and shows them the glory of His grace and the comfort of His completeness. I pray for you if you are heavy-hearted and need comfort. For those who have lost loved ones this week, who have loved ones suffering from terminal illnesses. I pray for those poor souls around the world who wonder and wait for help. May God's grace abound. selahV
