This is not going to be an easy blog to write, and it’s going to be the shortest. In other words the least said, the better.
Two people took exception to yesterday’s post, “Is Anyone Listening?” Maybe more did, I don’t know, but these two let me know in no uncertain terms how they took it as a personal attack, and sent me messages to that effect. (So much for a technical glitch.)
Well, as I explained to them, it was not a personal message, but an attempt to garner prayers for a person in need of many; a plea to the world.
I was happy to be having a celebratory lunch, and these messages came an hour before my guests were to arrive. My first reaction was to cancel the lunch because I was so upset. But that wouldn’t do, so I dried my tears, regained my composure and began preparations.
It went well enough, but the minute the door was closed on the last person, the flood began and has not stopped.
Why on earth do we do this to each other? I don’t ever want to hurt like this again.
Having said that, another response I got was from the U.S. –“On vacation with my family and praying for your friend. Do not give up. You are a wonderful friend to be asking for prayers for someone else. God bless you.”
See the difference?
But the hurt hurts and I’m still crying.
Revelations 7:17 says, And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes.
“God, you are going to need one mighty big box of tissues for these tears!”
P.S. My friend is still dying, and I am still asking for prayers. Sorry, girls.