Hidden and hushed is the secret place; the inner knowing, where questions remain unasked, wishes are left unspoken, and worries conceal themselves beneath the smile. We cut the meat and pass the dish, unconsciously nodding to affirm our attention to the speaker; distracted, because the elephant in the room has taken its place at the head of the table.
We dance to choreographed conversations in careful steps, the same rhythms we've moved to for years. Thoughts travel millions of miles only to return in conscious intervals, as the music of our chatter transitions to different, yet familiar tunes. With candles lit and echoes of laughter in our ears, some of us take our places in the wait.
Those of us who wait, we understand one another. We perceive that the cancer may remain and that the marriage may sit stagnant in disrepair. We acknowledge that addiction may not relent this day and the loved one may walk away feeling misunderstood. We are bystanders to the broken bits of our imperfections tumbling about and yet we walk. We hope.
"Love them through it", people tend to advise. I've been guilty of the same words escaping my lips, as if "through it" carries one inevitably to a better destination, a magic land where the struggle ceases to exist. But we know, there is no guarantee. There is no early reveal to the end of the story. We have all been given the gift of choice.
Sometimes we just love and it has to be enough. We excuse ourselves to the secret place and have no other recourse but to bow the head, and to bend the knees, and to pray desperately to our Father for a gentle takeover of the soul. We love from a mindset of no expectation of another's progress and place no demands on their healing.
We pray for rescue.
Through the clatter of our travel, and company, and the to-do list demands of our giving thanks this week, let's be unrelenting in the focus of our praise. While we acknowledge that the wait exists, we release our anthems of gratitude into the world all the while. Imperfect, yet full.
Happy, Messy, Joyful, Imperfect, Delicious Thanksgiving my friends,
"Be anxious for nothing, but in everything, by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." Philippians 4:6-7
1. For what are you truly thankful? Post a list in a visible place this week or set an alarm on your phone to remind yourself to thank God.
2. Who in your life is in need of prayer? Are they isolated? How could you be an encouragement? Reach out!
3. For what issues might you need a God-rescue? For which issues has He already provided comfort or even an answer for? Give thanks!
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