Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Creative Christianity

I wanted to be there, as a good friend should be;
I felt that my widowed sister needed me.
But from this responsibility, I was set free.
The community of church folk came to her aid,
And until her husband is, in peace, finally laid,
The only thing I've done for her is prayed.

I've learned to wait until I'm called to come,
Rather than thinking I should be the first to run,
Discovering that communities can act as one.
Sometimes it takes a bit of Divine intervention
To short circuit my old impulsive intentions
That have their own way of stubborn retention.

This time it took illness, of my man and myself,
To keep my impulsiveness on the shelf,
Reminding me to trust in her community's wealth,
Of compassion for those who are in need;
This they turn into every manner of deed.
This seems a part of their Christian creed.


  1. Very well expressed to those of us who just 'must' get there to take care of things.

    You expressed it well.

    Love from the frozen two UP NORTH

  2. The Lord does work in mysterious ways...
    Your time to be with your sister is ordered by HIM...she knows of your love and care.

  3. You know Y, it's after the community does it's work that we as individuals have an opportunity to do something significant. I've noticed that when a mate dies, the family and close friends step in immediately. Then the Church will come alongside and (in our area) will often provide extra food and kind words for the three or four days preceeding = up to, and through the day of the funeral. Then, after the funeral is over, families go back to work, friends go their separate ways, and the widow/widower goes through some of the loneliest and toughest days of their lives. I am trying to remember to do something for the bereaved even after the fourth day of grief. Maybe call, or if close enough to them, take them out to lunch or go by to visit with them and give them an opportunity to talk.