For most of my life I believed that God was invisible. I truly believed that it was impossible for us to see Him while living on this earth. But, I was wrong. So, very wrong.
I have seen God in a rainbow following the death of my baby boy. God’s love was shining brightly, and He delivered me hope.
I saw God the day my sister died. His love was so strong that He held me up knowing that I didn’t have the strength to stand on my own. He was dressed in a black dress with a hat and had tears streaming from the corners of sorrow-filled eyes.
I saw God and His love each and every time a child of mine was born. His skin was soft and smoothe and His hair was fuzzy. He was warm to touch and His breathing beat in sync with mine.
I saw God feeding the poor as He tenderly looked into the eyes of each one. I saw God handing out blankets to those who were without clothes giving them shelter from the cold and stormy night. I saw God holding the hand of the dying person whose body was riddled in pain and whose heart was full of shame. I saw God blooming in flowers as they were delivered to the lonely person in the nursing home.
I saw God reaaching out and holding the children who were orphaned and alone showering them with love and helping them feel warm and secure.
I saw God in every color, shape and size. I saw God living in the skin of a servant filled with mercy and love.
And, in just 19 days, I will get to experience seeing God again as He tends to the needs of the sick, the lonely, the orphaned, the starving, and those dying without any hope. I will see God again and again, and I am so thankful for that privilege of walking beside such servants of love!