Through what has been the worst year of my life - I still struggle to find my way out of the pit. Whilst reading books (and talking with others) on healing the broken heart, I learned that finding reasons for gratitude helps re-wire the brain and pulls us out of the mire of deep despair.
This Thanksgiving, I’m grateful for the many kind comments left here at this website.
During my darkest hours (and there have been many), I lie down in a quiet place and verbally recite the names of those who are praying for me. I also just go into empty churches and sit in the darkened sanctuary and ask God to show me the way back to some semblance of normality and/or peace.
It’s become clear to me that prayers are the highest expression of love that we humans can share with one another.
The last couple of weeks, I was in Carlinville, Alton and Champaign, spending time with friends and family, and my friend Linda shared this image with me which touched me to tears. She asked, “What is your first impression?”
I replied, “Look at how much effort the man from Samaria is exerting to save the stranger.”
Linda said, “That was my first impression, too. Saving someone who’s been given up for dead is hard work.”
My soul feels dead in so many ways, but as my daughter says, “Focus on the love in your life. If you focus on anything else, you’re not going to survive this.”
To every one who has said they’re praying for me, please know that it’s your love that is my focus through these holy days.
“Nothing tends more to cement the hearts of Christians than praying together. Never do they love one another so well as when they witness the outpouring of each other’s hearts in prayer.” - Charles Finney