This is obviously not a daily journal. There are so many things that I do daily that really could be left undone. Why is it so hard to add the things that are better for us?
I will be lenient with myself. A full work weekend leaves my mind drained, sometimes. Today I led a funeral service. What words are there for a family with a big gaping hole now torn in their lives? None, really, except to say that even though it doesn't feel like it, you are not alone. You eventually find the parameters of the hole, and you learn how to live with it. Some day you may be able to navigate around it easily, hardly noticing it anymore. But it remains. The only way to avoid the pain of loss is to never allow yourself to feel the joy of love. What a poor trade that would be.
Pray this night for those who mourn. Double your brownie points: call up the mourner and ask if you can pray with them. You just might be the voice of God for them at this moment.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
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