That evening I sat slumped on the edge of my bed. I did not have the energy to cry, but the tears on my cheeks kept flowing on their own. I was thinking about my own and my husband’s health. I was wondering if our children would get enough joy and support. I was worried about our mortgage, the price of the confirmation camp, the high cost of the upcoming opisto year, the number of medical appointments. All things that piled up to make a burden. I tried to calculate the equation of sickness benefits and home care allowance, until I just could not go on any more. I stared ahead with unseeing eyes and prayed.
Then I saw there was a new message on my phone. I clicked it open and slowly began to decipher the stream of words. At first the words seemed incomprehensible, but then I began to understand. It was as if a friend had extended her hand, pulled me close to herself, and gently stroked my shoulder. She asked me if she could pay for our child’s confirmation camp.
The sun suddenly seemed to shine brightly. My friend and I talked about life. We especially talked about how the Heavenly Father loves us through other people. And carries us along even when we do not understand it. We talked about how I could help someone else in the future. When our situation improves, I can help someone else, extend my hand to that other person.
I have often thought about that moment, marveling about the angels sent by the Heavenly Father to help us on the way. Those were also my thoughts when I was listening to the requests for intercessory prayers at the Summer Services. I prayed along with the others, thinking about the solid and secure help that we have. God knows us through to our hearts. He carries our pains, knows our temporal worries, and gives us escorts on the way. It is safe to rely on His support.
I think about you with love, my dear friend. I pray and believe that God will pay you back the love you showed to us. I believe that God Himself awakened that love in you.
I also think about you who may be undergoing a similar painful life situation. This road is not always easy to travel. There are days when answers are hard to find. There are days when you feel completely depleted of strength, and not even God seems to hear you. But you can trust that God will carry His children at all times. Even when we do not notice it. Even when we are too exhausted to pray for help. Especially then.
When we came home after having gathered for online Summer Services at our children’s grandparents, we found a packet of coffee outside our door. We do not know where it had come from, but that packet also had a message. It told us that we are not alone. We are being remembered even today.
Text: Anne Lindfors
Translation: Sirkka-Liisa Leinonen
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