I admire her, and I don’t even remember her name. Yet, Jesus — the “Name Above All Names” — worked through her to send a ray of beautiful comfort that cradled me in my darkest hour.
The days leading up to that moment were hard. So hard. Mom had been ill so long. But even though she couldn’t speak or do anything at all, at least she was still here with me.
I really believed I was ready for Him to take her. I wanted her suffering to stop. I wanted my suffering to stop. I thought I was prepared, but I wasn’t. And God knew it. He always has my back even when I think I have it covered. That morning was no exception.
Walking through the Valley
I made my way over to Mom’s just before the sun peeked over the horizon, a million thoughts in my mind. I thought about having to call my sister and tell her Mom was gone. I thought about funeral arrangements. I remembered the days leading up to this one how God spoke to me from His word that I was to have the gospel ready on my lips. But I didn’t know if I would be able to do that—or talk at all, for that matter.
A heavy stillness met me when I walked in the door. The sweet soul who had made that house a home was gone. I traced my way to Mom’s bedroom and saw her pale, stiff form there. It was nothing but a shell now.
A sweet lady from hospice greeted me, and asked if I wanted for her to stay or go. I told her she didn’t have to leave.
An Unexpected Blessing
There, grief-stricken next to Mom’s lifeless, earthly tent, my new nameless friend showered me with the love of God through a voice of kindness and wisdom. There is little that compares to the tender, loving compassion of a sister in Christ.
Something within me stirred when I saw her eyes sparkle as she shared hope-filled Scriptures. My spirit revived as she reminded me of life-giving words. And because she was willing to let the light of Christ shine through her, I was giving glory to God in my heart and out loud with her in one of the worst moments in my life.
As we met there in that room, God’s church was alive and well. I was beyond blessed to partake in that truth-drenched exchange with my sister. It was an AMAZING time of fellowship over the Word with a person I had met that very morning. Scriptures were pouring forth like living springs from each of us, energizing and feeding our spirits.
Though the pain of Mom’s loss was still overwhelming, my newfound friend was letting her light so shine, and I was resting in the eternal hope of Jesus—for myself and for my mom. Her faith was now SIGHT, and she was in the arms of her Lord and Savior! She was not looking back at this old world, and I was able to rejoice in that.
My memory has been forever branded by this precious moment—an unexpected blessing of God through that nameless sister.
Little Huge Light of Mine
Matthew 5 says that when God does a work in us it cannot be hidden:
“You are the light of the world. A city set on a hill cannot be hidden. Nor do people light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on a stand, and it gives light to all in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father who is in Heaven.” (Matthew 5:15-16,ESV)
I’ve seen this reality in my own life; I cannot escape the work God has begun in me. I truly do want to share that light with people around me. Sometimes, it is BURSTING out of me. But when I’m weak, I need another believer to come along side me and light up my life, so to speak.
If you are in Christ, you—yes, YOU—have life-giving light in you! “YOU are the light of the world. A city set on a hill CANNOT be hidden!!”
Tell the gospel story! Tell it through suffering and great joy. Tell it through all turns of life, knowing that a kind and loving Savior designs it all for our good and His glory. Let your light shine, and be that blessing to everyone around you. Some are lost, while others just need to be reminded of the riches of Jesus, just like that dear sweet lady who ministered to me that day.
And when you let your light shine before others, they, too, will know the warmth and comfort of the love of Christ!