Devotional Story: “The Pink Umbrella and the Promise”
Scripture Focus: “Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.” — Matthew 5:4 (KJV)
Lila was only seven when her big sister Maren passed away. Maren had been her hero—bold, kind, and always ready with a story or a silly song. They shared secrets, sidewalk chalk masterpieces, and rainy-day walks under Maren’s favorite pink umbrella. When Maren died suddenly, the world felt gray. Lila didn’t want to go outside. She didn’t want to laugh. She didn’t want to remember.
One rainy afternoon, Lila sat curled on the couch, staring at the umbrella leaning in the corner. Her mother knelt beside her and gently brushed the hair from her face. “Sweetheart,” she whispered, “I know it hurts. I miss her too. But mourning doesn’t mean forgetting—it means loving someone so much that your heart needs time to heal.”
Lila looked up, tears brimming. “But I don’t feel blessed. I just feel broken.”
Her mother nodded, eyes soft. “Jesus said, ‘Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.’ That means He sees your sorrow, and He promises to meet you in it. Comfort isn’t always loud—it’s quiet, like a hug, a memory, or a walk in the rain.”
Later that day, Lila found a note tucked inside her sock drawer. It was written in Maren’s loopy handwriting:
“Dear Little Star, if you ever feel lost, follow the raindrops. I’ll be there—laughing, loving, and walking beside you. Take the umbrella. It still works.”
With trembling hands, Lila opened the umbrella and stepped outside. The rain was soft, like heaven’s tears. She walked to the bakery, just like they used to. Mrs. Delaney saw her and smiled through tears. “You look just like your sister,” she said. “She used to say rain was God’s way of watering our smiles.”
That night, Lila told her mom about the note. Her mother held her close and whispered, “That’s comfort, baby. That’s Jesus keeping His promise.”
Supporting Scriptures (KJV)
Psalm 147:3 — “He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.”
Isaiah 66:13 — “As one whom his mother comforteth, so will I comfort you…”
John 14:18 — “I will not leave you comfortless: I will come to you.”
Tip of the Day
Let grief speak—but don’t let it silence love. Comfort often comes in small, sacred ways. Be open to them.
Prayer
Dear Lord, Thank You for seeing our sorrow and calling us blessed in it. For every child who mourns, for every heart that aches, be near. Let Your comfort come gently—through memories, through kindness, through Your Word. Teach us to walk through grief with grace, and to carry love forward even when it hurts. Thank You for the promise that we shall be comforted. Amen.
Susan Barker Nikitenko Sept.10th, 2025© MBCopRMNMPMKBPBGEOV565*
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