in the day of assistance i recall these moments:
my friend was diligently searching
i was there when he finally found the needed document.
he drove us back to the agency. the process for his assistance was set in motion.
it dawned on me i was seeing the physical action of assistance for my friend. a visual scene of hope, of engagement, of a deep problem being solved.
"LOOK. this is a picture of what work God is doing for you right now," i told my friend.
lots of light uncovering dark dealings.
a problem is being UNCOVERED in BROAD DAYLIGHT.
"jacob's ladder. angels going up and down," i added.
"IN THE MYSTIC REALM," he mused.
"i think God is working above in the heavenlies. On earth as it is in heaven. things we cannot see. being done for you!!!" the metal sculpture on the courthouse lawn was whirling round. its spinning parts added to these moments.
i teared up. what a visual!!!
the recurring picture that comes to me. Jesus is a fountain springing up, over flowing, ready and eager to give.
this hydrant was at first and main streets. it was a yelo hydrant.
one more memory: my friend and i had gone out to lunch. from the mix of people present to eat, an unexpected believer came up to me and began to talk. And what he spoke tied directly into this day of assistance.
in the hands of god.
as a foot note:
the following day the work downtown was complete. no road blocks. no one working. no hydrants flushing. i rubbed my eyes. i just happened to be there when all the commotion was going on. and my friend had seen it too.
wow. just for us to see. thanks.