While recovering from surgery two years ago, Victoria helped me to a cozy chair and she sat with me flanking the other side of our big open fireplace. The flame crackled between us as I cuddled my favorite blanket. I remember just looking at Victoria and drinking in the fact that we were just sitting there together. She must’ve felt my motherly gaze because she looked up and smiled back. The marvel of the Lord’s timing in moving her home two days before my surgery…I couldn’t have planned it better if I’d tried. We knew she would be tying on wings and flying to the other side of the world soon; but, we didn’t know the exact date at that time. We did plenty of sitting during that short and sweet, and sometimes stressful, season. From sitting because I couldn’t do anything else, to my full recovery and sitting in the Chinese embassy more times than we’d planned due to snafus, there was the altogether sobering reality that I knew *sitting time* with her was in limited supply.
It’s funny what a mamas mind can drift to at 4:32pm on a Tuesday afternoon while sitting in my chair close to the fire. My thoughts swirl thinking of our *sitting days* and my eyes glance around from fireplace to empty chairs and from all appearances, you could say I was alone…
I sit and I think I’m alone…
Here in my own home,
I’m alone.
But, the reality is, it is just not true –
And the Lord sends the sunshine to burst through
My thoughts. And in glorious, radiant, bright Light,
He reminds, He is with me, and all is alright.
Just when I think I am alone,
Light beams directly into our home,
And reminds me, I am never, ever alone.
And neither are you, friend, neither are you.
The Light still shines
And the rays remind, we are never alone.