Running on Empty
I am nearly empty of words.
I grew up in Texas… and in my early years we would say… There’s a hole as big as Dallas.
It’s a gaping void alright.
My heart is very sad over the Connecticut tragedy. Like so many of us, merely sending love and prayers to those families just doesn’t feel like enough to help heal their pain and grieving. Still I will try.
Any parent who has lost a child identifies with these broken hearts. No matter the circumstances… be they everyday life or such horrific violence… the fact remains that a child is gone. There is a hole.
And every story of this nature rekindles the memories and feelings of loss. I know because I’ve been there… I lost a child once.
Words of advice to all: Go hug your babies and everyone you love. There are not enough days to waste. None.
[To all of you faithful readers out there, I apologize for the void here on this blog. I am so deeply grateful for your support and encouragement… and I ask for your continued prayers. More tests have revealed that my mom’s cancer has spread to other bones. There are no days to waste.]
Living life well has taken on new urgency. And that is gift for these last days of Advent.
“Be ever watchful and vigilant for we know not the day or the hour.” Jesus was right.
One of my very favorite names for God ever… Emmanuel… God-with-us.
It’s too bad that we don’t use it more all year long. It’s such a great reminder for every day.
God is here… with us in all the moments that we live and love… whether in joy or tragedy. Our God is here.
I find great comfort in that thought. Easy-to-forget though.
We are made in the image of God. Words straight from the Bible. God is with us because God is in us.
So God is with you. God is with me. God is alive in the whole world.
Let’s take that gift of grace deep into our hearts these Advent days and all days.