I confess I was too fragile to post this in September when I wrote it. I am stronger today–no guarantee for tomorrow.
So, maybe what you’re going through will pass too quickly and maybe it won’t pass quickly enough. I know when I’m stuck in an uncomfortable place in my life, it feels like it will never pass. I know those feelings are more intense for middle school kids. They think every awful thing will be awful forever.
I heard a preacher on the radio this week admit to taking scripture out of context. He said, “It came to pass. . . It didn’t come to stay, it came to go.” Just remember, it doesn’t matter how wonderful it is, or how awful it is. It will pass. Enjoy the good, endure the bad. Pray for your friends. Pray twice as hard for your enemies. They need it.
Today was my Aunt Mary’s funeral. She had written a note to one of her grandkids not long ago. She said something like, “Embrace life. It is amazing when you’ve reached the end of a long and wonderful life how very quick it was.
She was one of those people who always tried to be tactful and kind and gracious. When that proved to be impossible, she was at least honest if not as gentle as she’d have preferred.
Let us all aim for that.