Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see (Hebrews 11:1).

It was late winter, only weeks since my husband had died. A friend offered to take me for a ride and have lunch–her treat. We drove east where my friend thought we might encounter some much needed sun. As we drove, the skies began to clear. After traveling for nearly an hour, there was an exit, promising a viewpoint of the area. We pulled off and drove up the small winding road, with fat budded apple trees in the orchard right next to the road.  At last, we arrived at the top of the viewpoint where there was a fencing of rocks protecting the viewers from the  steep edge. We gazed out over the vast Columbia River Gorge, not saying much, just taking in the view.  I glanced down and looked at the rock wall and noticed inside a crevice, a piece of white paper. I pulled out the little scroll and opened it. It said,

“Isn’t this nice?” I said to my friend. “This is for someone who needs to know about Jesus!”

“Well, maybe that note is a reminder for you,” she countered.

She was right. How often are things laid out for us and we shrug our shoulders and think a message or a compliment or statement is for someone else?

Sometimes we can’t see the end of a difficult time. It might be a fear of finances lasting in a volatile market. Sometimes–such as when I was mourning–we need a reminder that we are loved by Someone we don’t see, but know is there.

It’s really true!

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