Wednesday last week was my Mother's birthday. It still seems so odd not to be able to call her or send a present with a card. She stepped into heaven 2 years and 10 months ago and left a big whole in my life.
Though she wouldn't want to be back here facing worldly challenges, her family misses her and is still learning to cope with the void she has left.
At present I am confronted with uncertainty on many fronts: unemployment, leaving my home and two cracked ribs; and so I've been thinking about how my Mom coped with years of pain and unhappiness.
Above all else, my Mom was a survivor!
She endured long lasting emotional and physical pain better than anyone I know. And as I age, and deal with similar trials and testing, I appreciate more what she went through.
Isn't that usually the case?
How quick we are to form judgements or strong opinions about another's responses to life's difficulties, when we have no idea the depth of their struggles or the toll their trials have taken on their souls!
"LORD, help me to grow in compassion
for all I meet.
for all I meet.
May I never minimize a person's struggle,
especially when I have never experienced a similar trial.
Please give me Your eyes
to see the heart of those who cross my path
to see the heart of those who cross my path
and Your patience to minister grace and care."