Tote bag/Une Grenouille from Zazzle.com
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Cute tote bag, with drawing of a green frog and the French words for frog: "un grenouille"
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Child's T-Shirt/Frog with French word for "Frog" from Zazzle.com
Child's T-Shirt/Frog and French from Zazzle.com
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Very cute green frog on yellow t-shirt!
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Very cute green frog on yellow t-shirt!
Back-to-School Bumper Sticker from Zazzle.com
Back-to-School Bumper Sticker from Zazzle.com
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Cute drawing of French village and words: "We're not home. We're back at school!"
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Cute drawing of French village and words: "We're not home. We're back at school!"
Friday, September 4, 2009
Ministry
I "talked" with my son-in-law this afternoon for a minute - on the Facebook "chat" thing. My head was hurting and my heart was heavy.
"Ministry isn't always fun-and-games", I typed.
"Is it ever?", he replied.
"SOMEtimes it's fun!", I wrote.
But today wasn't one of the fun times. Today was hard. And sad. Heartbreaking. For me and my husband. Much more so for others. Tears are being shed tonight. And much prayer is being prayed.
In ministry, I often wish ..... oh, I SO wish sometimes, that I could take away the pain I see others suffering through. But I can't. I can hold a hand, put an arm around the shoulders, let my own tears fall. I can share the grief, but I cannot undo it.
So what do they do with their grief and pain? What do I do with their grief and pain that has become mine?
As I thumbed through the Psalms tonight, looking for some respite from a heavy heart, I saw once again these verses: Psalm 91: 1 & 2...............
"(1) He who dwells in the shelter of the most High will rest in the
shadow of the Almighty.
(2) I will say of the Lord, "He is my refuge and my fortress, my God
in Whom I trust."
Yes, THAT is what I "do" with my grief. THAT is what the others do with their grief; with their pain. Because they, too, are God's.
We "rest in the shadow of the Almighty", Who IS our refuge, our strength. The One we can trust to help us through the grieving and the pain. The One who understands it all so well. Without Him, how does one cope?
"Ministry isn't always fun-and-games", I typed.
"Is it ever?", he replied.
"SOMEtimes it's fun!", I wrote.
But today wasn't one of the fun times. Today was hard. And sad. Heartbreaking. For me and my husband. Much more so for others. Tears are being shed tonight. And much prayer is being prayed.
In ministry, I often wish ..... oh, I SO wish sometimes, that I could take away the pain I see others suffering through. But I can't. I can hold a hand, put an arm around the shoulders, let my own tears fall. I can share the grief, but I cannot undo it.
So what do they do with their grief and pain? What do I do with their grief and pain that has become mine?
As I thumbed through the Psalms tonight, looking for some respite from a heavy heart, I saw once again these verses: Psalm 91: 1 & 2...............
"(1) He who dwells in the shelter of the most High will rest in the
shadow of the Almighty.
(2) I will say of the Lord, "He is my refuge and my fortress, my God
in Whom I trust."
Yes, THAT is what I "do" with my grief. THAT is what the others do with their grief; with their pain. Because they, too, are God's.
We "rest in the shadow of the Almighty", Who IS our refuge, our strength. The One we can trust to help us through the grieving and the pain. The One who understands it all so well. Without Him, how does one cope?
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