We have friends who moved to Geneva, Switzerland, for a two year work assignment in 2009. She had never blogged before, but I encouraged her to take a shot at it for the sake of her loneliness and for the benefit of those of us who would love to experience life in Europe – through her eyes. It was an added blessing that she is a gifted writer and photographer. She launched Mon Aventure shortly after she set foot in Geneva.
During her first week she was missing her husband who had been working long hours. She was also missing her family and friends an ocean away; and she missed being able to talk to other people in English. This was when it happened. She had an encounter with God which she shares beautifully in a post simply titled: Immanuel.
I have often reflected on this one part of her post when she was talking about her relationship with the Lord and the lack on her part of spending alone time with Him:
The point is that I needed to listen more closely to Him. I needed to find my fullness in Him. I do listen to Him. He has always directed my steps on some level. But last night I decided to walk closer. To listen even more carefully.
I’m reminded of all the couples I see walking arm in arm down the streets of Geneva. It’s been refreshing to be in a city where the cultural norm is for a woman to take her husband’s arm as she walks down the street. I love doing that with Chris, but I feel silly doing that in an American city where it stands out as so old fashioned.
I’m getting sidetracted. The point is, I took Jesus’ arm last night and I moved in a step closer to Him.
I love to take Tom’s arm as we walk down the street. Each time I do I am now reminded of Kara’s encounter with God as she was feeling lonely and isolated. It was just what she needed to realize the truth and comfort of God’s promise, “I will never leave you, nor forsake you.”
In these challenging times, you may be missing a spouse who has to work extra hard, maybe even two jobs to make ends meet. You may be missing a spouse serving overseas in the military or you may be the wife or husband of a terminally ill spouse requiring extended care. You may be isolated with the busyness of raising small children getting up several times during the night to tend to their needs. You may even be serving the Lord together overseas and know first hand what Kara is talking about. Whatever it is you are facing – it is good to remember – we are not alone. Our comfort and help first and foremost MUST come from God. He is our rock – our anchor through every storm. And He is the One who can help us as we face life’s changes and uncertainties.
If you would like to read the rest of Kara’s post – I pray it will encourage you and stay with you, like it has me. The next time you walk arm in arm remember there is another arm holding onto you – it is the same arm that willingly stretched out on the Cross to die for you and for me. But the story doesn’t end there – He is alive and lives to intercede for us. What a Savior! What a Friend!