As I read that line, I immediately began to think of other scriptures that applied to her situation. Matthew 18:19 of course, since I've been praying with her about this. Psalms 138:8, which is a promise my mother clings to in any time of trouble. Romans 8:28 leapt to my mind...and then I began to think further.
How is it that these scriptures come so swiftly to mind?
The answer to that, of course, is that I was brought up in a household that serves the Lord. My parents took me (not sent me) to Sunday School. Reading the Bible, memorizing scriptures, even hearing my parents quote scripture to me, and to others...all of these served to hide the Word in my heart, so I would have it when I needed it.
When I am afraid, when I am sorrowful, when I am in pain, there is an answer to those problems waiting for me. A promise, and He has never failed to keep a promise, if only I know where to look. My hope is that I have managed to pass this on to my children...that someday, if my parents are not here, if I am not here, they will still know where to turn for help. For His mercy? Endureth forever.
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