Memories

Ecclesiastes 7:3-4Crying is better than laughing. It blotches the face but scours the heart. Sages invest themselves in hurt and grieving. Fools waste their lives in fun and games (MSG).

In my salad days, when I was young and inexperienced, I couldn’t understand why everyone didn’t eagerly anticipate the Christmas season as much as I did. Then, I had my own difficult season of mourning. When surrounded by crowds of celebrating folks, my own internal sadness became more painful and therefore, more visible.  I became the poster gal for Bah, Humbug. Shopping, decorating, baking and even worship, were too much trouble. 

Most folks patted me on the shoulder and told me to get on with life. They tried to drag me to another function. At all costs, they avoided the question, “So how are you doing anyway?” Thankfully, a few took the time to ask and really listen. They understood my loneliness and grief. They held my hand when I cried and heard my memories and helped comfort my heart.

1 John 3:18– Dear children, let us not love with words or tongue but with actions and in truth (NIV).

Who do we know that needs a friend who will be Jesus with skin on?

Prayer: Father, we are grateful for those who held our hands while tears scoured our hearts. Now, give us the compassion to do the same for another. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

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