Just the sound of it comforts my soul, The Ministry of Presence. It's a term I heard during a radio program, wherein a young woman was speaking about the power of abiding: Him with us. Us with Him. Us with others. Others with us.
The young lady had been through a horrific ordeal, and that which comforted her the most was the ministry employed by loving friends who came to sit; to be present. No preaching. No sage advice. No awkward attempts to make sense of it.
You won't find an advanced degree or certification program for achieving such a Ministry. It's something acquired, like taste. And, like so many other acquired tastes, it is often not very savory or sassy at first gulp (think avocados or sauerkraut). Moreover, it affords no stage, no applause, no money, no recognition what-so-ever.
On the upside, it doesn't cost a dime. Yet somehow, in God's counter-intuitive economy, it is valuable beyond calculation.
God is our refuge and strength,
an ever present help in trouble.
The Ministry of Presence ~ the full implication of Immanuel's love.
... the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace,
forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness,
gentleness and self-control. Against such
things there is no law.
And this is His command: to believe in the
name of His Son, Jesus Christ, and to love
one another as He commanded us.
The one who keeps God's commands
lives in Him, and He is them. And this is
how we know that He lives in us: We
know it by the Spirit He gave us.
1 John 3:23-24