“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves have received from God.” (2 Corinthians 1:3-7).
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I wonder what God is trying to teach me about ache . . . because it always seems to linger a bit. As I thought of this word, I was reminded of something that really struck me that I read earlier today from a post called, Climbing in the Casket:
Spiritual friends understand the essential principle for sustaining faith in the goodness of God: we have to climb in the casket with our spiritual friends. Life is a series of multiple deaths, daily crucifixions. We need the courageous compassion to climb in the casket with our friends in the throes of death, in the valley of the shadow of death.
Just a few weeks ago a young couple in our church had to say hello and goodbye to a premature baby. The ache in my heart came back knowing what they will go through, for quite some time. Our church is quite large, and I had not met them before their son died. But now, I think of them often and can cry with the mom and share the “normalcy” through this journey of grief and ache. Of course, I wish I did not know the pain of the death of a baby, but God is using the ache to help ease both of ours.
We all have our aches of life, from the loss of jobs, loved ones, losing a house by fire or foreclosure to the ache of a prodigal child, a child gone serving our country in the service or an ended marriage. We seem to connect with others when they can relate to our ache . . . or as the author above says, by climbing in the casket with them.
Is there an ache that needs to be shared? I wonder, is there a casket I need to climb in with someone? You?
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Joining Gypsy Mama and her Five Minute Friday.