As I was working on cleaning out my emailbox over the Thanksgiving break , I was overwhelmed by the number of prayer requests I have had over the past year for people who had lost loved ones. Over the passage of time, I hadn't realized the amount of loss as I considered those families who were coming upon their first Thanksgiving without those who were loved sitting at their tables.
Add that to others who have lost dear friends and family in recent years or even in not so recent years and it makes the holidays - which are filled with memories - a difficult sad and lonely time.
How appropriate to read this poem this morning:
Some of us walk into Advent
tethered to our unresolved yesterdays,
the pain still stabbing,
the hurt still throbbing
It's not that we don't know better;
it's just that we can't stand up
anymore by ourselves.
On the way to Bethlehem,
will you give us a hand?
As we enter this advent season preparing for the celebration of our coming King, keep your heart tender toward those who are having a heart hard time. Extend a smile, a listening ear, a hug, a whispered prayer, some extra love, and maybe a tear or two. Doing the "Jesus with skin on" is never wasted, especially now.