Have more compassion for those
Who have been hurting much
Longer with greater intensity, some
Who will never recover.
I pray for them with greater
Understanding,
And when I am well again, I
Don't want to forget.
When I experience pain myself, I
Have more compassion for those Who have been hurting much Longer with greater intensity, some Who will never recover. I pray for them with greater Understanding, And when I am well again, I Don't want to forget.
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When one writes a poem pointing out
That believers can give thanks in Every situation, Do you suppose God might give the Author a pop quiz, a sudden bout with Pain to check whether she will Practice what she preaches? The timing seems suspicious to Me. (I AM giving thanks, for Jack's canes, his ice packs, and for a friend to drive me where I need to go today.)
She wants to forgive him.
But how? For fifteen years he hid his affair and His drug dealing, all the while teaching Sunday School. He broke his family apart and shows no Remorse. But after years of bitterness, the Woman he betrayed wants to be Free of the burden. She doesn't want anger to destroy her or Poison her kids. I listened to her story, bewildered by the Evil that resides in man. Could I forgive him? Can she? Just wanting to extend grace is the First step. I'm praying that God will make it happen. I'm praying that when the opportunity Comes, Jesus will enable my friend to look Into the eyes of the undeserving one and Say, "I forgive you." Nobody sees.
Nobody knows as I carry out the Frustrating tasks. I help Jack up from his recliner, then Down again, Up and down, up and down until I Feel like I want to scream. But I don't. The urinal tips over spilling its Contents onto the coffee table and Splashes down to the carpet. I jump into action and clean things up while Jack continues to demand from his chair, "I need to get up." I ache for both my husband and me knowing How distraught he would be to see what He's come to. I love him deeply and care for him as I know he Would care for me. And so it goes. Nobody sees. Nobody knows, except the One who Really matters. On my way to Bible study I felt compelled to
Stop at Big K for coffee. I argued with myself. I could get coffee at Bible study. Free. And I might be late. Besides, I've misinterpreted my Impulses before. But I stopped anyway. I was surprised to be the only Customer at that usually busy hour. The cashier was super friendly, and We chatted. Before I left I gave him my tract. "Thanks," he said, "No one has ever given Me one of these. I'll read it right away." And I saw him doing just that as I walked Out the door. I never know the source of a nudge until I act on it. This time, the poke was from God.
Since I don't text I was writing a
Note to my grandson in college. After sharing my thoughts with him I Wondered how to end my message. I remembered, then, a passage I had just Read in my devotions and I Printed it out on the card: "Watch. Stand fast in the faith. Be brave. Be strong. Let all that you do be done in Love." * Five admonitions that cover just About everything. Powerful words to live by, for a Grandson and a grandma too. *II Corinthians 16: 13,14 Veterans Day.
Has the day of remembrance become So routine that we forget about it? I'm afraid so. But a veteran's wife doesn't forget. Not ever. His funeral flag reminds me every day. Thank you, veterans, for your Sacrifice. Thank you, Jack. The woman came up to my friend in
A store and announced, "You're going to hell." Shocked, it took a moment for my Friend to reply that she was a Christian and going to heaven. The "attacker" said, "Oh, okay," and Walked away. I wonder how a non-believer would have Responded. I can guess. I wish the woman would approach me. I would give her some pointers on Better ways to share her faith or suggest That she simply keep her mouth shut. |
Dorothy Kalb Hsu Seitzinger
Writing poetry has helped me process and express my sorrows and joys, my concerns and blessings. "Life is hard, but God is good!" Archives
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