This is the back side of my garage. The brick building in the distance is the nursing home where my mother currently is living. As I have shared prior, we purchased our current home in a sheriff sale and the house and property needed major work. I have spent two spring/summers spending, what seems like endless hours in the yard, removing the jungle of weeds and overgrowth to reveal the plants that were suffocating underneath. Lots of hours outside, lots of hours where I felt as though I was all alone in a nightmare of choking plants.
This afternoon I walked over to the nursing home to visit Mom. While there I ran into a dear friend from back in high school days, and while talking with her another graduate from our alma mater joined in the conversation. Participant number two works at the nursing home and she proceeded to tell me a story of an older gentleman who lives on the second floor (Mom lives on the 3rd floor). She told me that this man watches me while I work out in my yard. He tells the nursing home staff, “The pretty lady is not home, she just left.” Or he will fill them in on what he has seen me doing on any particular day. He keeps close tabs on my whereabouts and refers to me as the “pretty lady.”
I found it very interesting to learn that all of those hours, days, weeks when I felt completely alone, there was someone keeping watch over me and sharing my activities with others. Whereas in some circumstances this situation may feel creepy, I felt comforted. I was reminded that my Savior watches over me constantly, knows my whereabouts and keeps His angels alert concerning me.
A song of ascents.
1 I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The Lord watches over you—
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The Lord will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
8 the Lord will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.
Now when I go outside I am going begin waving to the second floor of the nursing home. Have no idea which room is his or if he will ever see me, but feel that in waving I am saying, “Lord, I know You are here with me, I know You cherish me and declare me lovely, and I want You to know that I see You and I thank You.” The Lord loves us in more ways then we will ever know. Amen and Amen!
The Pretty Lady,