Every four days, Steve shouldered a large jug of water and carried it to a building behind the pharmacy. The customer was an older woman, perhaps in her seventies, who lived alone in a dark, sparse and tarnished apartment. A single light bulb hung from the ceiling. The wall paper was stained and peeling. The shades were drawn, and the room was shadowy. Steve would deliver the jug, receive the payment, thank the woman and leave.
“Comfort, comfort my people,” says your God. Isaiah 40:1 Who do you know today who is suffering? Perhaps you know...
Remember Job was a brokenhearted father and husband, wracked with disease and doubt and grief. His friends heard about his troubles and set out to go and console and comfort him. When they saw him from a distance, they did not recognize him and they raised their voices and wept aloud. They tore their robes and threw dust in the air upon their heads. They sat with him on the ground seven days and seven nights, and no one spoke a word to him, for they saw that his suffering was very great.” (Job 2:11-13). His friends were there with him. They sat with him. They did not speak a word for seven days. Wow! To be that kind of care giving friend!
On the Thursday of Holy Week, Jesus had a final dinner with his disciples. It was then that Jesus tied a towel...
Jeri Mulder says the following story is what forgiveness looks like: On May 20, 2012, 18 year-old Takunda Mavima...
You are in this long line, and you are wondering what to say when you finally reach the individuals who are grieving the death of a loved one. First, it is helpful to remember if you are in a line at a funeral home, you are already doing the most important gesture of caring. You may be uncomfortable, but you are there.
From Terry Hershey in The Power of Pause A friend told me about the nativity play at her parish. A little girl...
Today’s wisdom is from God: 1 Thessalonians 5:18 says, “Give thanks in all circumstances.” Maybe right now your...
