the hands and the feet
In the middle of The Falling Down,
in the long days of Sad,
I am completely
overwhelmingly
humbled
by the absolute care
of an assembly of humans who are saying to our family
“We love you.
You matter.
You are not forgotten.”
Most days it feels like Too Much To Accept
although it has been my only choice
and my saving breath.
Even as a Word Girl
I have not enough grasp on this finite human vocabulary
to do this level of kindness justice.
Each day
the Word of God is visibly made flesh
in the most generous and extraordinarily mundane manners.
Encouraging texts that arrive magically and mysteriously at 4 a.m. when my weary bleary eyes daily keep popping open.
Fairies that scrub our disgustingly sticky kitchen floors.
Milk in the fridge. Pasta on the shelves.
Dinner so many nights – meals made by women and men whose own families eat later or eat less so our family can eat together.
Cupcakes and fresh doughnuts,
shoulder pats and full on tight hugs that say,
“You are not alone.”
Our car being worked on and tidied and brought home in better working order.
Somehow the gas tank has stayed on “F” for three weeks.
Who told them that pumping gas is a chore I literally detest?
You guys,
the trash has been carried down our driveway every Tuesday when I would have forgotten each week.
I don’t know how to sit under the weight of so much Thoughtfulness.
So much Jesus.
It’s bolder than a whisper.
It’s this incredible and powerful SHOUT that
“in all my sorrows,
Jesus is better”.
It’s a literal tsunami of goodness crashing on our home.
Fishing with our sons.
Library dates and late night TV watching and sleeping over so I don’t have to be alone.
It’s Jesus.
All holy and wrapped in chicken casseroles and work boots and gift cards and kind words.
9 Comments
karen
praising God with you for the people near you who are loving on you and physically blessing you. still praying for you all.
Rachel
Still praying. I am grateful there are those close to you who can step in for those of us who are not.
Beth Wright
You and your precious kiddos come to heart and mind often these days and at those times I pray God wraps His arms so strong about you. It seems the humans close by are doing just that. Know my kiddos are praying for your kiddos!!
Lana
What a blessing to hear of those who are being the hands and feet of Jesus to your family. I am so thankful for them all.
Penny McGinnis
Im praising God from Ohio for the hands and feet who serve. Prayers and hugs.
Maggie
I weep and rejoice for you while reading this. Humans ask over and over why God allows bad things to happen. It is what we do. In the bad look at all the good. That is what He does.
My dear friend it is evident that you are cloaked in soooo much good. So much love. I cannot wait to see you next week. I have a special treat for you. It is actually just really silly.
Sara
Your far away friends are exceedingly thankful for the near to you friends who are there for you.
Praising God too for the Light of Jesus shining in your life even now.
Blessings. Prayers. Love.
Sherry
I’m so glad you have so many people there taking care of you. You are loved and deserving of such kindness. I hope each day you get stronger and that sleep comes easier and that your heart heals .
Heather Snyder
We do love you and you are daily( more like hourly☺️) in our thoughts and prayers.