An Elevator Story
For years I have been praying in elevators in this little country of Kuwait - declaring that they are sanctuaries and asking God to meet with people as they go up and down. A Sacred space in the midst of all these living people rushing about.
Yesterday I caught the lift on the Secondary School side and as I did my 2nd-floor journey a snippet of a song came into my head and everything changed. I had got into that space weary and with more than a tinge of self-pity, I came out aware that God was with me - Emmanuel. And that truth has stayed with me. Long may it last.
We can only comfort others with what we ourselves have experienced so I am grateful that I will be able to share this comfort. Amen.