Friday, March 30, 2012

Dearest God,

As I was driving down the highway, up ahead on the other side of the road I saw a car pulled over to the side, the flashers going on and off. When I drove by, I saw the driver sitting in front of a makeshift memorial to someone who had died on that spot. With his head in his hands, I wanted to stop and comfort the mourner but I realized there are some things you have to do alone.  I drove on by, instead, giving him his privacy and offering a prayer.

I was sad for the man, for the tragedy that occurred some time back, for all those who grieved. I realized that some losses hurt for a very long time.  Some pain just won't go away until fully used up.  Sometimes we have to keep crying until our tears dry up naturally.  But all the while, you offer solace helping us know we are not alone in our trek down the lonely road.  You whisper in the ear of others to reach out and to show love, offering the tender care only you can provide. I hope the man knew the people whisking by him on the road were praying for him.

Gracious God,
full of love
and grace,
thank you
for whispering
in my ear.
Thank you
for drawing
my attention
to a
wounded son,
or father,
or friend.
May the prayers
I offered
reach him
down deep
where he hurts.

Love, Andrea