Today I am joining my friends and Lisa-Jo again for Five Minute Friday. If you’re new here (welcome!) the rules are simple: Write, don’t edit, link your post to her page, and then share the encouragement like wildfire. You can do that, I know you can.
The prompt this week is: Comfort
I remember crawling up in bed between my mom and dad as a little girl. There was just something about about being snuggled up between them that gave me comfort. Comfort to go back to sleep after a bad dream. Comfort to talk about anything and everything. Comfort to just be. Even as became a teenager and was to really to big to be crashing in their bed I still found my comfort there. I remember a couple of nights before my wedding when the nerves and excitement were increasing I wanted so much to tap on their door one last time but I couldn't I was grown up.... I was to old to need mommy and daddy to comfort me, right ? A few minutes later my daddy tapped on my door and asked if I wanted to talk. I jumped out of my bed, rush past him and jumped in next to mom. We talked for hours. That time with my mom and dad was such a comfort as I walked into marriage.
Monday night as my baby girl got home from college I was in bed with a migraine and what did she do but crawl in right next to me and talked until we both fell asleep. Then tonight my son stop by for a visit and snuggled up right next to me on the couch. I hope that their dad and I have been as much of a comfort to them as my parent have been to me. However, I pray even more that we that always pointed them to the One that is the Great Comforter that will be with them always.
Who has been there to comfort you ? Who are you comforting ?