Her hands were worn, wrinkled from time; her face showed signs life had beaten her down. As she looked through the window at the falling snow, her mind entertained the thought; where do I go now? He had been her sole support, but; now he was gone, after 30 years she was all alone. Her heart heavy with the weight of grief, family and friends gave her no relief.

Who could she tell her heart was shattered; who would understand or would it even matter? Where could she find comfort, did anyone truly know what she was feeling? How lost she was or how alone she felt. But, life goes on; as days passed she began to put away reminders of a love now gone. His office was her starting point; for the first time she noticed a door she had never noticed before, why haven’t I seen this door before she wondered.

As she turned the knob she felt a familiar sensation that remined her of his touch, stunned she drew back her hand and stood in silence for a moment. Opening the door her eyes gazed upon a little table, a chair, and a Bible next to a small lamp. Entering a feeling she had never experienced consumed her. Peace seemed to permeant every corner of the little room. As she sat in the chair to view the open book; all the sadness consuming her life seemed to melt away.

Her eyes fell upon John 14:27 which read “Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you; not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.” The tears blurred the page as they fell from her eyes, for the first time she understood how her beloved could endure the pain racking his body, the smile he wore as if nothing was wrong, his kindness in the face of certain death and his compassion for his family always trying to life them up.

He was assured of Gods love for him and his heart was at peace with his circumstances because, he spent his time; in the prayer room. Where are you spending your time?

My revelation as I sit by the pool of grace