If you don’t know what to say to me these days, it’s OK.
I don’t know what to say, either. I’ve forgotten all my usual lines.
Does anyone have a script I can borrow for this next act?
If you don’t know what to say to me these days, it’s OK.
I don’t know what to say, either. I’ve forgotten all my usual lines.
Does anyone have a script I can borrow for this next act?
There are some situations that are severe enough that anyone going through it would “forget their lines”. It’s okay. Those of us who are praying for you have your lines memorized for you. We will carry you through this in our intercession on your behalf. My dear precious friend, life will be good again one day. You will see. And I don’t say this “lightly” because I’ve been where you are and you need to know today that God is still there and He loves you in spite of what you’re feeling. No one will be able to say anything to bring comfort until enough time passes for you to process this tragic set of events. All I can tell you with absolute certainty is that the sky will clear again and you can be comforted by the fact that many are holding up your arms in the meantime. I love you, friend!
I think the script has been thrown out for the next act… It’s all improvisation. Whatever you want to say, say it, even if it’s nothing. There are no expectations from those who care, only support. We’ll be here trying to extend a hand, as small as that gesture is.
I have had moments, where no words could come out; express your self as you feel. There is no right or wrong; this an act that no one has written~
Express whatever you need, to cope! xXx
I never know what to say, Scarlett. I never did, and I still don’t.
I’m the useless neighbor from across town who wandered in, strolled about a bit, and then said, if you didn’t mind, he’d like to stay.
Not good for much. But I’m here. And I will be, long as I’m welcome.
You don’t have to know what to say. Neither do I. Sometimes it’s enough just to sit in a room with someone.
You are always welcome here, Joe. I have been amazed at the kindness you have so freely offered. I truly appreciate your sensitive and compassionate words for me as I sail in these rough uncharted waters.
I only wish my blog was a happier place to visit these days.
You know what I’m saying even in my silence. I hear you whether you are speaking or not. That’s what love does. I’m with you every step.
You’re such a dear freind, Jeana, thank you so much for coming to see Knox.
Interesting drawing. Sometimes it is difficult to know what to say, much like forgetting one’s lines.
Thank you for the comment regarding the A to Z Challenge, which is so trivial compared to the real life challenges that you are facing. You did well keeping yourself going on many accounts. Sometimes things just seem to turn out a whole lot differently than we planned or imagined.
Blessings to you and your family.
Lee
Tossing It Out
The script is found in the New Covenant blood of our Lord Jesus and in the promise that His grace is sufficient for everything and anything that He allows into your life or my life by His divine providence.
One of my favorite stories in the New Testament is when the disciples are about to enter Jericho and the see a man who is blind. They learn he has been blind since birth. In their economy and culture, sickness or poverty meant God was not blessing them and health and provision suggested God was blessing. In keeping with ideaology, the disciples assumed since he was blind, sin must be involved. They asked Jesus, who sinned, this man or his parents which resulted in his being born blind.
Jesus said neither sinned, no sin here – he was born blind so that the works of God might be displayed in him.
As I thought of that I was amazed. He has endured blindness so that God could do something and be glorified.
God may not or may do something in little K for His glory. But more than likely God may use you and hubby in a tremendous way to so a work of God for His glory.
The script has given grace and blessed people since words were spoken and then written down in our bible. Trust Him.
Thanks, Gregg.
I’ve read that story many many times in the last few months, especially when we found out K had cataracts in both eyes shortly after birth. I always read it to mean that the works of God displayed was the man’s healing, because he was totally healed! It’s another passage that confuses me now that I’m having to adjust my beliefs on divine healing. Just like the passage in James about calling the elders and annointing the sick….still can’t figure that one out. I may have to go with McCarthur and start interpreting it as merely a reference to spiritual healing, but it sure doesn’t seem to fit the context.
Thanks so much for your counsel and encouragement!
Scarlett
*hugs*
I love your blog, Scarlett. No one has the script for this season. We’re all winging it and finding our way from where we are. And know that the silence reduces the likelihood of me saying something dumb. But rest assured. We are not silent before the Throne.
You are on my heart, on my lips, and in my prayers daily.
Love, Noel
Love you, too, Noel–thank you so much for commenting and letting me know you’re still praying.