The Comforter.

As I write this, a couple of memories stand out.

Memories like...

1. The day Jeremiah was born. Immediately after delivery he was rushed to the resuscitation table. I remember so clearly, Jeremy looking at me with such uncertianity.

I said to him, "Jeremy go. Go be with our son." The day grew long, but I remember telling my mom and stepmom, that it was nothing else I could do for Jeremiah and whatever his life would look like would be up to him and God. The feeling was like an unexplainable peace. I am sure in this moment the Comforter was there.

2. One day we decided we wanted to dine in for dinner. I was really anxious being around a lot of people, and I don't like excessive staring, okay! Jeremy and my sister know how stuff like this makes me feel when we do family outings or dine in to restaurants.

There was a woman working at the restaurant. (My personal thought: She was an angel. Quick question, do you believe in angels?) She was cleaning an area near our table and as she was cleaning she began to sing. It was beautiful and soft, angelic even. My ears were fixed. The melody wasn’t familiar, but it was relaxing, calming and reassuring.

I am sure in this moment, the Comforter was there.

3. The time my Sister and I took Jeremiah to a birthday party and the instant stares were just too overbearing. It made my heart sad that some of the children weren't receptive to playing with Jeremiah as he ran up to them. Then, midway through the party, one of the staff members walked over to me as I watched Jeremiah and my sister play in a bouncy house. She proceeded to say, "I know how you feel. People just don't understand. I have been watching you and your son since y’all arrived and you are really good with him. It made me think about my son. He was born different too."

Weight lifted and yet again, I am sure the Comforter was there.

4. Lastly, the most recent

encounter. We had a Father's Day outing at the aquarium. We were in the Dolphin Cave, I was kneeling down with Jeremiah admiring the dolphins. As I rose, I noticed a man staring and looking towards the person next to him, his significant other I suppose. Although his head turned towards them, his eyes.. oh, they were stuck on my Stank (my nickname for Jeremiah). So, he whispered something to her and immediately she looked. It was disheartening to witness those stares yet again. So many emotions..

We went on to our next Father's day adventure, and Jeremiah was so excited about this one. It was an interactive wild life experience. One thing’s for certain about my Stank, he loves everything wildlife. ;) So, Jeremiah wanted to run, jump and play with ANYONE he encountered. (SN: This little boy is social and he keeps us busy.) While on the wild life experience, Jeremiah ran straight to 3 other toddlers. Jeremy was arms length away, matter of fact he had to hit a light jog to keep up!

Jeremiah began to play with a little boy. I was a few feet away, but I noticed Jeremy having a conversation with the kids' parents. Eventually the family left, and I asked Jeremy, "What did they say?" He replied, "They said their son had been wanting to play with Jeremiah since he saw him."

Again and again, and again, the Comforter was there.

You may be asking, What or who is this ‘Comforter’ I speak about?

The Advocate, The Comforter, The HOLY SPIRIT.

God promised us this, and my friends I know it to be true. Time and time, over and over the Comforter has always been right there.

Mama Tip: You can stand on God's promise, because he'll definitely keep his word.

Scripture reference: John 14:16 KJV

And I will pray the Father, and he shall give you another Comforter, that he may abide with you for ever;

With Pace & Grace,

Whit