Yesterday, my grandma (we call her "Gran") went in for some surgery. The doctors couldn't complete it because they found a tumor. The biopsy results came back: cancer.
I called my mom and she was trying to hold it together on her way to the hospital. I told her that it's in moments like these that Jesus will comfort our family, and my mom very honestly said: "Well, then how come I don't feel Him?" I told her that sometimes we just don't, and that I would pray that she felt Him soon.
Well, today mom went back to the hospital to visit Gran now that the news has sunk in a little bit. Mom took pictures to decorate Gran's room, and my Aunt brought a brand-new duvet comforter for the hospital bed. My mom and Aunt didn't know they'd be arriving at the same time, but they found each other in the waiting room. My Aunt asked my mom to help her unpack the new duvet and new cover and fluff it together before they went into the room. As they were shaking it out, my Aunt mentioned: "I wish we had those clips that hold the duvet in place, bummer..." And then my mom started to smile.
My mom reached into her pocket and felt two duvet clips. Now remember: My mom had NO IDEA that my Aunt was coming to the hospital, let alone with a duvet. The only reason my mom even had these little clips in her pocket was because she was doing laundry a few days before and accidentally left them in her jeans when she got distracted by a phone call. I mean, who on earth carries around duvet clips in their pockets, anyway?
Only God knew that this teeny, tiny detail would be needed at the hospital. It was just God telling my mom and my Aunt: I'm here. I see you. I see you in the waiting room fluffing a blanket to comfort your mother, and I see that you need some little clips. Not safety pins, not paper clips, nothing except for these simple little duvet clips.
My mom called me later and said "I feel Him now."