Have you ever had one of those moments when the veil between this world and the next seems to lift ever so slightly, and you feel a “hug” from the other side? 

What I’m about to tell you actually happened to me 12 years ago, but I was reminded of it last night during BSF (Bible Study Fellowship) when we were sharing our answers to a question in our study in Zechariah. The question was about how God has met and encouraged you during a difficult or grief-filled time.

My sweet mom June passed in 2009. This is the last pic we took together . . .

Move ahead five years to 2014. I was out running errands one day. Nothing huge. Target, Costco, a Chick-fil-A Ice Dream cone (an errand staple). Then I ran by the bank to grab some money from the ATM, all while missing Mom so much. You know how grief just hits you out of the blue. I was thinking about how she had worked in a bank for so many years, and how we used to laugh and have such fun together while shopping and running around town. Then… 

As I was counting my money, I noticed a twenty dollar bill that looked distinct from the others. Different print. And it was older…

 

I looked at the date on the bill and teared up. 1934. The year Mom was born.

Don’t you love it when God gives you those special moments? When the Creator of time and space and everything that exists cares enough to reach down into a routine day—and into your grief—to let you know that he sees, that he’s with you.

When was your last “lifting of the veil” moment from the Lord? I’ll carry this one with me until I see Mom again. And long after.

Much love from my balmy corner of Nashville. Oh what a difference three weeks can make!

Tammy