What I can do is more powerful than a smile. More intimate than a hug. Even better than lightening your load, I can pray. I can pray for you even though I don’t know your name. I can pray for you even though I don’t know what you are facing.
How you ask? I just simply ask for His grace and mercy to fall on you. He knows every detail. In fact He knows how it is all going to turn out. And better yet, He promises peace; true peace, a peace that passes all understanding.
Lean into to Him today. I am praying right alongside of you.
And for those of us with daily tasks that we just don’t like to do…swallow your frogs and pray for the ones who can’t."
From a blog called Parenthetically Speaking. What, do you suppose, will "his" grace and mercy falling on me feel like? Will I feel sudden relief, because some "God" that is "out there" and seperate from me will hear her, and think "Oh, Shit! I forgot about Nic. Good thing ______ reminded me. Here, I better erase that worry/problem right now. Whew. Close call. Gotta remember to check on her more often." And ___________ gets another check in the "Good" column?
I'm taking that literally, of course. It's the words that trip me up. I send love out all the time. For every mother who's buried a child, every child who has no mother, for the dad who doesn't get to see his children, for the drunk on the corner who wishes for death and doesn't see any other way....for the person content with life, for the grass which is REALLY green today- for the budding leaves (i kiss them. I do. I'm that big of a dork. I kissed my mom's lilac bushes the other day, the new baby leaves unfurling). Is that the same thing???? Nothing can come from the "outside", in any situation. It's all an inside job, do you see? We can both look at the sky and see a different color blue. Describe yours to me, make me see. We can both be facing a future amputation on our right arm. I might fall into a depression while you start learning to write with your left hand immediately. Someone we love might die in a car accident, and mourning may take longer for one of us than the other. Some might even celebrate the occassion, for the person who passed. It's all an inside job. Someone might be diagnosed with stage 4 cancer and after consoling the people around them, they might give away every single thing they have to the people who can use it the most and then go skydiving. I don't know--- it's all an inside job, it seems. To me.
I could be wrong. ;) I'll let you know.
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