A few days ago a fellow blogger emailed me that he noticed I hadn’t blogged for awhile and hoped that I was not sick, hurt, or lonely; because he cared. It touched my heart.
Over two thousand years ago, a Child, Jesus, came to be with us because we were sick, hurt and lonely. It still touches my heart.
Because He cared we have hope for healing, peace, and love.
Because He cared, we are celebrating His birthday; Christmas.
Because He cared.
A couple of days ago I wrote a post about praying for the men and women who serve us in the capacity of rescue. Without realizing it at the time this includes members of my own family. Two of my grandsons-in-law are police officers and one is a firefighter. It makes me happy to write these words. It makes me happy that in addition to my own prayers for these young men, there will be many others now praying for them because one EMS member stood up in church and asked a congregation for prayer.
There have been times before when I have used this blog to reach out to the WWW community to pray for someone in deep need. Today it is just a reminder to include our emergency workers in prayer while praying for our own friends and families; prayer for those who serve us so admirably, putting their lives on the line every time they don their uniforms, or in some cases, plain clothes.
It is simply a way of reaching out.