Thursday, September 21, 2006


On the way home today, I wondered if in one short week I had gone from sappy to hardened. I don't hurt as much for those left behind when someone dies as I did a week ago. I wondered if I had become callous by growing calluses on my heart. I don't want to be hardened against the pain. I don't want to not feel.

Then I came home and caught up on RevGalBlogPals. I followed a link to the story of a family caught in two crises; a car wreck and concerns about their unborn child. I don't know these people. I haven't even read that particular blog until today. But still, I cry. I also pray.

Thank you Lord for keeping my feelings in tact. As I learn what to do with the pain of others, may I never come to the point of no feeling at all. Amen.


DogBlogger said...

Great thoughts.

Love you!!!

the reverend mommy said...

It's called "distance" and "protection."
It happens to all of us -- usually I do the feeling thing when I write it up or I write the funeral.
Use your group to talk it out -- that's what they are there for.
Thinking about you!