Greetings Dear Reader,
I see so many broken hearts.
I see so many people surprised by kindness and someone caring. I think that this may be the most common
malady in our culture. I am not talking
about romance although that is part of it.
People’s hearts are broken over so many things. Lost dreams and aspirations can break our
hearts. We meet time milestones without becoming
what we wish to become. Our “bucket list”
has more on it than we think it should.
Our lives have become the routine that we swore we would avoid.
When people talk to me about these things it moves me. I resonate with their pain. I see in them the hurt that I feel because I
am not where I wish to be yet. I work to
really listen when I use the common American greeting, “How are you”?
When someone expresses his or her real pain or concern I
must take the time to listen and then put myself at risk. I must ask the question, “How can I help”? Often there is nothing I can do but
listen. Even listening, however, is unfortunately
unusual. It is sad that real listening
with compassion and engagement is uncommon.
I am supposed to be engaged with those around me. I am supposed to see the pain and need and do
what I can to make it better. There is
no good in have things if I do not share them.
There is no joy in meals eaten alone when I could be sharing them with
others. The common greetings we share
could be transformed into opportunities to walk alongside a fellow traveler for
a while and carry a little of his or her burden.
The pain of a broken heart is my chance to share love and
kindness. I must stay outside of my out
pain and brokenness enough to pay attention and be kind. The journey is much easier when I am good to
others.
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store.”
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