Interestingly, my bravest friends, be they Christian pastors or confirmed heathens, have tended to explain the least. Instead, they have quietly anointed us with their kindnesses. They have prepared meals for us in the presence of our bitter enemy. They are holding our hands as we walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death.How many times do we hear our friends express the fact that they are not sure how they could have endured if not for their church family. How do those without a church family cope?
My prayer for the congregation?
Dear God, Our hearts pour out for those who are suffering, who are coping with medical concerns, and for those who are providing their care. Often we struggle to find words to express our sorrow; we want to remedy the situation and we feel useless and powerless against such an adversary. How often do we hear it wasn't the words that made the difference, it was the hand being held or the quiet company of coupled souls. O God, while we may experience tribulations and hardships, we know that ultimately we are never alone. Help us to share what we know so well, that you bridge the gap from grief and distress to comfort and peace. Use us to provide a meal, a hand, a quiet presence, a force of continual prayer. Amen.
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