It’s not what I would want people to know about me, it’s what I would want them to know about God.
I would tell them that He knows them, He loves them and He is near enough to help them.
I would tell them about the gift He gave my sister. After the surgery to remove as much of the stage four cancer that could be removed, after everyone left her bedside and she was alone in her hospital room, suddenly gripped with overwhelming fear, He gave her peace. Palpable peace that continues to sustain her on the toughest days of her battle.
If they were interested I might tell them about the time He sent an angel in a red sports car to simultaneously rescue me and a couple living in another state.
If I thought someone in the room needed to hear it, I would tell about the time I was falsely accused by a co-worker. I would tell how I trusted Him when He told me to remain silent, like a lamb before its shearer, while He revealed the truth. I would tell how brilliantly He undertook for me.
If there was a newly single mom in the room, I would share a few of the many ways He provided for me after my first husband abandoned us, leaving me to rear our two year old daughter alone on a non-profit ministry salary. I would for sure tell the David and Goliath story of how He helped me overcome a formidable foe.
And I will tell you, dear reader, that no matter what is breaking your precious heart, no matter what is causing you fear or dread, no matter what you face today, He sees you, He knows you, He loves you. And He is near enough to help you.