Warm apple pie is comfort food for me. In a pinch I'll take a snack size pound cake. I can't tell you what about those treats brings me comfort. I just know they do. Each night before bed, I drink a warm cup of tea. It's my way to wind down for the day. Tea signals the ending of one thing, busyness, and the beginning of another, rest. This nightly routine is comforting and relaxing. But, there's something else that brings me comfort and helps me relax while I transition from one phase to another.
What is it? It's the Holy Spirit, which is parakletos in Greek. When I'm having a bad day and need something to get me out of the dumps, I can count on the Holy Spirit to lead me to the right song or page in a book. Sometimes He tells me to just sit and pray. When I do, after a short time "I'll" think of a verse and go hunting for it in the Bible. I'm always drawn into more than just that verse. I'm compelled to read before and after it for context. And then I think, "What was I in the dumps about again?"
Sometimes I can sense His presence as I cry. He knows the situation isn't going to change right now, so He lets me know He's there for me. I can't explain it except to say that though I can't see Him with my physical eyes, I can sense Him with my spiritual ones. I'm learning more and more to stop turning to comfort food in difficult times since most of them are either sweet, fattening or both. In the long run they're really hurting more than helping.
I can get comfort in a way that never harms me. It doesn't cost me anything but time and a little faith. I'll be turning to my parakletos more often. How about you?
"For whatever things were written before were written for our learning, that we through patience and comfort of the Scriptures might have hope." Romans 15:4