I sometimes see her–catch glimpses in the mirror as I am readying myself for the day. She is but a shadow, a flow of light moving on the periphery. She catches my eye and my breathing stills; heart skips a beat. But when I turn around to greet her, she is gone.
I do not understand the ways of the Lord. I know that Jesus lives in me, I know He is always with me. I do not think He needs help to do His work…but maybe He sends us comfort through these creatures.