As I ponder a beloved elder who has recently passed, I am surprised to remember that when I met her, she had already grown quiet. Yet, she always greeted me with a smile and an outreached hand. We laughed together. About what I guess I do not really know. This is often the world in which I walk, and it usually brings me great joy. Yes, sometimes I do wonder if it is enough. Yet, God's promises are for us all. We can perhaps do better, but we are always enough, and I am grateful.
"Because she loves me," says the LORD,
I will rescue her;
I will protect her, for she acknowledges my name.
She will call upon me, and I will answer her;
I will be with her in times of trouble,
I will deliver her and honor her.
With long life will I satisfy her
and show her my salvation.