Pain resided in the room, both from recent trials and difficult pasts.
Worry, concern, questions flooded. Bad memories stirred. Tears fell.
And answers were hard to come by.
But amid the hardness, a glimmer appeared in the form of shared experience.
I know what you mean.
I never understood that either.
I know God's in control, but . . .
And a group of ordinary women, whose hearts were pricked with compassion for each other, not knowing what else to do, joined together to appeal to a God they've chosen to follow no matter the cost. Though nothing was solved, His Spirit united. Sadness mixed with the knowledge that God can use it for good even when we don't understand, gave hope to press on, to keep believing. God reminded His ways are not ours.
We felt His love through each other.
A sense we've been in the presence of God.
Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ.
What do you face this day, my friend? What burden do you bear alone? Might God want to help you carry it by sharing it with a trusted person? What realness, what release, what beauty might you experience by having the courage to do so?
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