Years ago, when I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley, I developed a friendship with a fellow student who had suffered a terrible loss. His child had died and his wife had left him because she couldnt deal with the pain.
One day, as my friend and I were walking down the street, we found ourselves behind a disheveled mother with a grubby little boy in hand. She was angry at the child and was walking much too fast, towing him at a pace his little legs couldnt maintain.
We reached a busy intersection where the child abruptly stopped and his hand slipped out of his mothers grasp. She turned around, spat out a curse, and trudged on. The little boy sat down on the curb and burst into tears. Without a moments hesitation, my friend sat down next to him and gathered the little guy in his arms.
The woman turned and, looking at the child, began to curse again. My friend sighed and looked up. Lady, he said softly, If you dont want him, Ill take him.
So it is with our Father in heaven. He too has known great loss and loves us just as tenderly. Even if our friends and family forsake us, our God never will (Ps. 27:10). We are ever in His care.
Read: Psalm 27:1-10
Good morning, Mayor, and thanks for today's sustenance for body and soul.