I've wept briefly twice today.
the first time was after speaking to a friend who's son was brain damaged in a road accident some years ago. Her emotional stamina in supporting him and looking for opportunities to help stimulate some response from him is awesome. I want something to happen, to put things right. I want to make it all better but, of course, I can't. My friend plods on with huge dignity and graciousness. After the phone conversation I grieved for the loss and loveliness in the painful situation. It just hurts, there's no avoiding it; it hurts and you have to just plod on.
the second time tears came was when I was reading Mike Todd's blog, as he blogged about Father's day, and received a comment back from his dad. I wept for the beauty of it, I wept for the intimate relationship that I didn't have with my dad, I wept for the lovely quote from Dave Todd "Practice random beauty and senseless acts of love."
I don't know, but there seem to be some times when the world, the pain and the beauty, is just a bit too big to fit into my heart. I suspect that Jesus weeps too.
Thank you. Tears come unexpectedly and sometimes there is no explanation. Whatever they are for doesn't matter. Reading this reminds me that tears are still important - because they always water some parched place within my soul, or perhaps they remind me to pray for others.
Posted by: stephanie | July 05, 2005 at 09:51 PM
Hmm, I do like that idea that tears water a parched place in my soul, I shall remember that - thank you Stephanie
Posted by: Caroline | July 05, 2005 at 10:54 PM