A Mother’s hug

Every Tuesday I go and collect my kids from their schools and then drive back to our new home. This Tuesday I had a little more time so I decided to stop at the Duncairn Art Centre – 174 Trust for a coffee and get some time to read and write.

I know the Centre well and I know the staff, they are great. One of them is an amazing woman who works in the cafeteria, as soon as she saw me coming she shouted my name and came an gave me hug that reminded me of my mum.

I posted a few months ago in one the God’s encounters’ stories about someone who I prayed for in the kitchen of a coffee shop, this amazing young person was suffering from depression and this mother was so concerned and asked me to pray for her child. Now, after a few months, this child is doing much better, eating well and living with hope, “it was like life came back again… I have my child back!”, this mother said.

I was so moved, the Lord did what he does best, which is loving and healing. Jesus said that “My Words are Life and Spirit”.

It was time for me to go when I finished my coffee and after doing some preparation for this Sunday I put all of my stuff inside my bag and then she came out from the kitchen, looked at me and gave me a big long hug again that reminded me of my mom! It was full of love and gratitude.

That morning I was talking a friend about our mothers and fathers, some of them are no longer with us and how difficult it is when you are far away from them… then I remembered a promise that the Lord gave me when I left Chile to join the mission ship Logos 2

“Truly I tell you,” Jesus replied, “no one who has left home or brothers or sisters or mother or father or children or fields for me and the gospel will fail to receive a hundred times as much in this present age: homes, brothers, sisters, mothers, children and fields…” (Mark 10:29–31 NIV11)


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