The yellow object caught her attention out of the corner of her weary eye. End of day and one more job to do. Lot check. A few more moments and out into the twilight to make her last rounds. “Check all the vehicles, every last one, make sure they’re locked” her mind repeated like a broken record.
Hand on the door, she turned instead and picked up her new friend. She felt as though it had been calling to her. “Take me with you”, it bubbled. Left over from last week’s sale, still with well-worn string, she fastened it about her wrist and disappeared into the shivering darkness.
The ground crunched and the highway buzzed, and yet a holy silence pervaded. She heard him whisper, “see this yellow balloon.” She felt his presence. “I am right here with you, I am everywhere you are” he reminded.
She had just returned home and taken a job to save up to leave again. Her year had been a whirl wind of mystery from the shores of Australia to the Philippines and India, to a snow laden camp in a northern forest, to a car lot in Alberta, and God was with her.
She needn’t worry or question, but rest in knowing that he would never leave her or forsake her. She wondered why she had been privileged to be called in the first place, to see what she saw? She grieved. No matter how varied the cultures were – man was the same. No matter the beliefs of man, someone could always make her feel small.
But he said, “be strong and courageous! Do not be afraid and do not panic before them. For the Lord your God will personally go ahead of you. He will neither fail you nor abandon you.” (Deut. 31:6)
She paused and looked up at the night sky. The yellow balloon, as if filled with his spirit gently swept her forehead. She crunched towards the shop and pressed her face to an office window. She smiled at her co-worker inside, and wondered if they recognized who she had with her?