I think of a hot cup of tea by the fireplace. Of cozy pajamas. Of sweet little faces snuggled next to me under the covers. I think of pot roast with mashed potatoes and gravy on a cold winter Sunday. Physical comforts.
But when I was still a young teen, someone told me the Holy Spirit was our Comforter. That Jesus said that if he didn’t leave, he wouldn’t be able to send the Comforter. That was how he referred to the Holy Spirit. And when I think about what it must have been like to have Jesus sitting at the table eating a meal…how comforting that must have been. And yet he wanted to send us something even better than that?
I have relied on that Comfort many times in my life. When there are no words; when nothing makes sense. I ask for the Comforter to help me feel his presence. And he does. And just knowing he’s there, helps. It’s nothing I can prove with a scientific equation. It’s just something I know in my heart.
If you’re reading this today and you need comfort, my prayer is that you will seek the Great Comforter and feel his warmth in your spirit.
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