Sing to God, sing in praise of his name,
extol him who rides on the clouds;
rejoice before him—his name is the Lord.
A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows,
is God in his holy dwelling.
God sets the lonely in families,
he leads out the prisoners with singing;
but the rebellious live in a sun-scorched land.
- Psalms 68:4-6
“He replied, ‘The Lord, before whom I have walked faithfully, will send his angel with you and make your journey a success, so that you can get a wife for my son from my own clan and from my father’s family.
- Genesis 24:40
When the servant of the man of God got up and went out early the next morning, an army with horses and chariots had surrounded the city. “Oh no, my lord! What shall we do?” the servant asked.
“Don’t be afraid,” the prophet answered. “Those who are with us are more than those who are with them.”
And Elisha prayed, “Open his eyes, Lord, so that he may see.” Then the Lord opened the servant’s eyes, and he looked and saw the hills full of horses and chariots of fire all around Elisha.
- 2 Kings 6:15-17
Before you read the next paragraph, this was a low point for my wife, and still is to an extent. We are in the middle of having something that needs doing every day for more than a week and we are tired. Today was me teaching Sunday school in a real classroom, wearing masks. But for her it has been dialysis, tests, and doctor, therapist visits. All tests have been negative, which still leaves some symptoms unsolved, but eliminates the major things, like the big “C”.
My wife lamented the other day that if she died, no one would even notice. She talked about her mother’s passing three years ago, and how the church was packed on a Thursday. Of course, if the COVID restrictions continue indefinitely, no one is going to any memorial service anytime soon. We are going to go back to church and wonder where everybody went.
My wife may be shocked to know how many friends she has in Pennsylvania. The church three years ago was half filled with family, eight of the nine children and their families. Yes, there were people from different groups that my mother-in-law attended meetings with or entertained with her singing and her ever-present smile.
But my wife has an ever-present smile. With a cane, she wobbles a bit and has to take frequent rest stops. So, she does not get the rejoinder that she used to get, “You can’t be sick! You look like you could do cartwheels.” She no longer hears that, but she does not burden anyone with her pain either.
I think the deal is that her sisters and brothers have their lives, and those lives are all in Texas, with a few exceptions. Even the one sister that does not live in Texas has a daughter who lives there, with grandchildren. They would be too busy to come to Pennsylvania. Even our two boys may have difficulty.
But then, I reminded her of her vision that sealed the deal, letting her know that she was one of God’s children. She saw her angel, her guardian angel who promised to walk with her from where her mortal life ended into God’s presence. God is in her, but she will have an angel walk with her, kind of like how Abraham described the servant’s mission to find Isaac a wife in the Scripture from Genesis above.
When the psalmist said that the lonely will be given a family, it was a different world than it is today. When you live 800 to 1000 miles away from your grandchildren, you can still be alone.
But, as the Alabama song, written by Don Goodman and Becky Hobbs, says, there are angels among us. We will never be alone. The following video is of Tim Foust and Chris Rupp, A Capella.
The Scripture from 2 Kings speaks of the army at Elisha’s command, an army that his assistant could not see.
We are never alone.
Soli Deo Gloria. Only to God be the Glory.