I have found three four-leaf clovers in my life.
The first was when I was about sixteen, and had just heard news that seemed devastating to a young girl. I ran out to the back of the house, crying out to God for hope, fell to my knees in my prayer, and there it was in front of me. A clear answer. I am with you.
The second was five years ago when I was frustrated and confused with weight and life, trying to figure out where God wanted me to go (sound familiar at all? Yeah, I was startled at how much the post sounded like some of my recent ones). I was on a bike ride, pulled over for a break, and the first thing my eyes landed on was a four-leaf clover. Because, you know, it’s just that simple. You stand there, look in a bed of clovers, and instantly see the one. And so, once again, I took it as a clear answer. I am with you.
This week was the third. I was sitting on a blanket in the yard, telling myself not to feel guilty for taking a break to read on such a beautiful day and simultaneously worrying over what the year might (or might not) bring, when I felt it. I knew there was a four-leaf clover next to me. I looked to my side but an initial sweep didn’t reveal it, and I knew I had never had to look for it before. So I stopped looking, reached forward, grabbed a few blindly, and there it was, smiling up at me from the middle of the three I’d plucked. I am with you.
I am with you. God’s promise for now and for always. Whether you are going through good times or bad times. Whether you are trying to have faith God will see you through your current state, or hope that this might be the year you finally take another step up the alpine path to your dream, or all you want is a bit of peace and, if you are lucky, maybe some balance.
This Easter, remember. God gave everything He had for you. He won’t abandon you now.
“And behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age.”