Comfort
It had been one of “those” weeks. A small misunderstanding had grown out of all proportion, and she felt her world tilt. Nothing was as it should be. A current of discouragement ran through her days rendering her, as it always did, immobile.
Her head, with its dispassionate view of things, told her to pray – to focus her eyes on God and remember the promises. Her heart, her sensitive, foolish heart, could not let go of the hurt and disappointment. She drew it around her like a mantle and turned her back on the gentle whisper in her soul.
The little diner, filled to the brim with people and loud conversation, usually lifted her spirits. On this particular morning it only added to her sorrow. She felt thoroughly alone and so much less than everyone else. After all, she had failed, yet again, to keep things moving in perfect harmony in her own little world. Her shoulders drooped under the weight of imagined guilt.
She sat clutching her mug of coffee as laughter swirled around her. The waitress, the one with the beautiful smile, passed by her table and laid a gentle hand on her shoulder. Sudden tears filled her eyes. All the love and grace that had been waiting for her seemed encapsulated in that brief touch. An inexplicable warmth flooded her heart, and she felt her world right itself.
“So speak encouraging words to one another. Build up hope so you’ll all be together in this, no one left out, no one left behind. I know you’re already doing this; just keep on doing it.” I Thess. 5:11 (The Message)
We can never underestimate the eternal value of a kind word or gesture to someone in need. The Father can use it in ways beyond our imagining.
Blessings,
Linda
So very true.
The power of the human touch–connection, feeling known, acknowledged, noted–brings us life. God works through us in the simplest gestures of kindness and affection.
So beautiful,Linda!!! Words are so important!
Well written and inspiring. Thank you!
Very true, we never know how we might be an encouragement to some one having a rough day.