Something to help people on the journey of grief….
Reading: Psalm 23; John 10:11-18
There’s a story of a little girl who came home late from school one day. Her mother was furious and went on and on for about five minutes ranting and raving at the girl. Finally she stopped and asked, “Why were you late anyway?” To which the girl replied, “I was helping another girl in trouble.”
“What did you do for her?” asked the mother. “Oh, I just sat down beside her and helped her cry.”
Henri J.M. Nouwen wrote this: “Still, when we honestly ask ourselves which persons in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion…
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