When the Heart Cries

Oh, turn to me, and have mercy on me!  Give Your strength to your servant, And save the son of Your maidservant.  Shew me a token for good.

--- Psalm 86:16,17 (NKJV)

I reconnected the other day with an old friend.  Recent years have been difficult for her.  Her husband died from cancer following years of stoically fighting Crohn’s Disease.  His anticipated retirement date from work came a mere three days after his death.  Her husband’s absence necessitated a move from their beloved homestead, which had been a place of warm, comforting memories.  In the midst of it all, her cherished pet became sick and died – also from cancer. 

After repeated losses, one is left with empty hands and a trampled heart.  When tempted towards cynicism and despair, the Psalter provides the words with which to cry out, and also gives license to our deepest feelings.  Located in the very center of the Bible, the Psalms give voice to the human heart cry. 

Please, show me some token of good this day, dear Lord.

Simple Words of Kindness

 Pleasant words are like a honeycomb, sweetness to the soul and health to the body.

--- Proverbs 16:24 (RSV)

“He always thanked me,” she said. 

That was the memory the clerk, at the local fruit and vegetable market, had of my father.  After his sudden death, I told her of his passing.  She knew of him immediately, and said a few times, “He always would say thank you.”  I could picture Dad, smiling, leaning in a bit towards her as he expressed his gentle words of thanks. 

That clerk wasn’t the only person with whom Dad had contact in simple business doings, who remembered his pleasant ways.  The agent who managed his car and home insurance said, “I always enjoyed talking with your father."  A similar comment was made by the office manager at his home heating oil company. 

Dad left his indelible mark of kindness in each simple daily contact.  As he did with me. 

Lord, thank you for the sweetness imparted through simple words of kindness.  

A Dumpster Devo

 He lifts the needy from the ash heap.

--- I Samuel 2:8

"Their whole family is a dumpster fire."  

Someone said this to me recently, describing a hurting person whose life was crashing and burning.  Not only was this individual causing self harm through unwise choices, but the person's family appeared to enable the problems.  

Is there hope?  Yes.  Even if the fire is never actively put out and is left to burn, eventually it will leave ashes. God can lift the needy from the ash heap.   

Lord, when my life is on fire, please rescue me.  When I see a dumpster fire nearby, show me how to help.

Two Birds and a Twig

                                                       

But let every one prove his own work.

---Galatians 6:4 

I never would have noticed the stray twig floating in the harbor.  Neither would I have known an osprey was huddled within the small grouping of sticks atop the channel marker.  

What I did see: a strong, beautiful osprey dipping and soaring about.  When he touched the water with his talons, I assumed it was to catch a fish for breakfast.  Instead he ascended, holding a sizable twig which then was delivered atop the post.

Then I saw a smaller bird busying itself to properly weave the stick into the growing pile.  After deposit, the delivery bird rested for a time atop the post. Occasionally his beak would meet that of the bird nestled down amidst the twigs and branches.

Each osprey was busily tending to its tasks.  Even a seemingly forgotten branch once colorfully alive with leaves and now broken, floating in the water, had a purpose.  Before long both the birds and the twigs would be providing a home for new life.  

Lord, you have given me work to do at this stage of my journey.  Help me to recognize that work and willingly do my part.