|Sweet consolations: Middle, l to r: freshly baked apple pie,our 1-year-old granddaughter with her doll and new cowgirl hat, and the sunset backlighting some silk apple blossom stems.|
I am rereading Laura Ingalls Wilder's The Long Winter. I've often thought that in the hands of any other writer, an account of a family nearly starving to death would have resulted in a story not fit for children. But Laura's focus on love and courage allows us to partake of the comforts to which her family clung when hope of relief grew dim. Her description of a meal of hot tea and coarse brown bread is remarkable not so much because she makes us believe they liked such fare, but because we are thoroughly convinced they were grateful for it.
I am reminded again of my new favorite Bible verse, Psalm 94:19. I can't decide which version I like best for this verse, so here it is in three of my favorites:
Your comforts delight my soul.(NKJV)Whether we are enduring a long winter, or a long goodbye because of a loved one's Alzheimer's disease, there are so many things to be thankful for, even in the midst of our suffering. I guess another way to convey this is in the old adage to count your blessings. I only know that during this sorrow of seeing my mom fade day by day that the consolations the Lord provides are sweet to my soul.
The joys God provides in the midst of our sorrows remind us that He is present with us, and that we are loved.