Yesterday the entire Midwest prepared for the worst blizzard since 1967. Bottled water and candles flew off the store shelves, and snow blowers stood gassed and ready. Living across Lake Michigan from Chicago, I wondered if we’d be as hard-hit by the storm, but yesterday afternoon the winds picked up, and we got our answer, 2” of snow every hour. Half way through writing last night’s blog post, the power shut off, a frustrating development. Neighbors on one side also went dark, but on the other side, they had lights.
Within ten minutes my faithful neighbor Bob, the same guy who installed the dishwasher, was standing at my back door looking like a snowman. He was holding the end of a very long extension cord, offering to share their power “…so you can finish your blog.” Thanks to him, I did.
This morning as I came to consciousness, the first thing I heard was a snow blower. And there was Bob again, just finishing my driveway and moving on to the next. His wife Linda was edging with her shovel, and I stumbled out there as soon as I could throw a coat over my pajamas. But the work had already been done, and once again I was overcome with gratitude for these selfless neighbors.
In addition to my driveway getting cleared of deep snow that would have taken me hours to shovel, God was busy doing something else. He was making good on his promise to take care of a widow. From his throne room he’d been watching everything happening on the earth. And while keeping track of the needs of 6,897,500,000 people, he even noticed me.
Without mitigating Bob and Linda’s superb snow removal effort, I want to also give credit to God for being the motivation behind their kindness. He has sent assistance and encouragement to me again and again, not only through my next-door-neighbors but also by way of other friends and even complete strangers.
Although I don’t have a husband to look out for me anymore, I have a “Heavenly Husband” who manages the job with flare by sending willing servants like Bob and Linda to be his hands and feet. In the 15 months since Nate died, these two have done more for me than I could ever repay.
But that’s the beauty of it. They aren’t looking for repayment. And because of that, like it or not, the deeds they do for me and others will be handsomely rewarded in the world to come. It’ll be “ka-ching, ka-ching” on their heavenly crowns as the finest jewels are added.
This morning after Bob and his blower had moved on down the road, Linda and I stood in the snowy street and talked. I said, “Do you ever worry he’ll overdo it?”
“Oh, I don’t worry. When he passed me just now he said, ‘Isn’t this fun’?”
“Power belongs to you, God, and with you, Lord, is unfailing love. You reward everyone according to what they have done.” (Psalm 62:11-12)