7 & 8

i'm at a bit of a loss of what to write.

i feel thankful for all i have,

for the many ways the Lord has blessed my life.

but you reach a certain age, or maturity perhaps,

and realize that being happy in yourself 

isn't always enough.

i feel burdened for a loved one who is struggling.

i feel sad for the loss they are facing,

for the inability to face the truth of their circumstances.

i want to help.

i want to make it better somehow.

i want the days to move faster so the anticipation 

becomes the reality.

but it is not my journey to walk.

there is nothing i can do to make it easier.

i can't help her remember.

all i can do is love.

'perfect love casts out fear.'

i can get my hands dirty when the time comes

and speak Truth with an extra measure of Grace.

and i can pray.

Lord,

"Though the mountains be shaken
    and the hills be removed..."

please show her that

 "[Your] unfailing love for [her] will not be shaken
    nor [Your] covenant of peace be removed,”
and give her a deep sense of your compassion.

 (isaiah 59:10)

may she find thanksgiving in time for next Thanksgiving.

amen.