"She will hear of the one who conquered sin and death"
Missy cleans houses. Jason works in a restaurant. For the past couple of years, they’ve been busy raising a family. It brings to mind the well-known lyrics, “And even though we ain’t got money, I’m so in love with you honey”. It’s a well-known story. Couples living paycheck to paycheck for years, sometimes decades, finding pleasure in the simple things in life.
And then, every so often, something happens. And the world momentarily stops turning. Life as we know it changes. For this generation it is COVID 19.
These couples know what it is like to miss a payment or two. That is part of the reality of living paycheck to paycheck. Sometimes it’s a broken bone or a bout with the flu. But this COVID 19, it’s different. Living on love becomes scary. When will people be comfortable having their homes cleaned again? When will people be able to afford to eat out again? With all this new uncertainty there is fear. Always fear.
So they start with the basics. Diapers. Where can Missy and Jason turn for real, practical help? A friend of a friend knows of a place. They make a call. They are connected to someone who identifies herself as an “advocate”. An advocate is one who publicly supports or recommends. She will certainly do that.
But little does this couple know that this phone call was a divine appointment secured by the one true Advocate before time began. So they will get their diapers but they will get so much more.
As Missy pours her heart out to this unknown advocate, the true Advocate will be there as well. Missy will hear about Him and how He alone is able to calm her fears. She will learn that she need not fear COVID 19. She will hear of the one who conquered sin and death.
“My little children, these things I write to you, so that you may not sin. And if anyone sins, we have an Advocate with the Father, Jesus Christ the righteous. And He Himself is the propitiation for our sins, and not for ours only but also for the whole world.” 1 John 2:1-2 (NKJV)
The couple was quiet, but not upset. There were some tears, but not of despair, more of awe. Later, as I thought about it, it seemed to be a sacred awe. One that feels like fear, but weighs like a privilege.
Many learn to cope with the help of walls they have built. We often come face to face with those walls in consultations. Sheri gives us a look into one of her encounters with a mom who was finally starting to bring those walls down.