"Home Delivery" Watercolor Sketch, 4.5 Inches x 3.25 Inches
Messages come to us in many different ways and sometimes we’re delivering a message without ever knowing it.
Let me explain. You see a friend of mine lost his mother last weekend. I’d known she was seriously ill and that “E’s” brother was flying in to see her but on Monday when E wasn’t at work I didn’t connect the dots. When on Tuesday he was out again I thought maybe his kids were sick with some ailment or another. You know how kids are – veritable germ factories. But then on Wednesday when E was still out I inquired as to his whereabouts and was told his mother had passed.
Like a slap in the face my heart began to ache for E and his family. I know there’s nothing that can be said or done to ease the pain of such a loss but I promptly jotted down a reminder to get a card to express my sympathy.
So this morning as I was about to leave for work I found my little reminder, grabbed a note card and penned what words I thought might provide some comfort. As I was about to seal the envelope into my head popped the idea of affixing a sticker as a means of sealing my missive. Browsing several I had right there on the table – shamrocks, wildlife or a whimsical flower – none seemed right and I just couldn’t shake the urging inside me to use the Butterfly stickers I knew I had tucked in my desk.
I’ve learned over the years to listen and act when I get those urgings so without questioning further I affixed three Butterflies in various sizes and sealed the envelope.
When I got in to work this morning E was not at his desk but I could tell he was in as I spotted his jacket tossed over the back of his chair. At first I was going to hold my card and deliver it personally but then decided to place it on his chair so he could read it privately when time would allow.
Later that morning when our paths finally did cross E came to me with a smile while waving the card I’d given him proclaiming “No… you’d have no way of knowing!”
“What?” I asked.
“You see these Butterflies? Well, Butterflies were my mother’s favorites!”
I knew at that moment I had been the unwitting deliverer of more than a modest card expressing sympathy. What I had delivered was a message from E’s Mom saying “I’m with you still, all is well, I’m in the arms of God.”
Some people might dismiss this kind of thing as a coincidence of some kind but I think not! In faith I believe there is more than this earthly life. In faith I believe God welcomes us home when our time here is up and I am immensely honored to have delivered such a comforting message on the wings of Butterflies!