My life is pretty calm lately. So much so, in fact, that when friends ask how things are, I'm at a loss for news. It's quiet, and it's sure boring to talk about, but it's happy.
However, it's not a peaceful time for everyone. One friend is touched by the sorrowful side of ministry. Another friend is adapting to disappointing news. One waits with hope and fear. Another makes brave decisions, but experiences loneliness in the process. And we're all still flinching from national tragedies.
This week, my prayers are about love. That those who weep are comforted, and that joy will come in the morning. It's a simple prayer, but I like to sit down and spend time picturing each precious person, melting my love for them together with God's, praying that they feel both.
Are you having a gentle week, or do kindness and tenderness feel scarce? Let me know, and I'll hold you in that warm glow, too.
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