The call came in the middle of a beautiful October Saturday when the sunshine’s warmth is a surprise.
It’s been a busy and full day already. There are tasks still ahead that don’t even show up on the list of things to do. They simply must be done before night falls.
But the call interrupts and I hear her sadness and then the struggle to speak because of the tears she is trying to hold back. And my heart breaks for her, for her family. The loss is sudden and unexpected. The grief is hard. Isn’t it always?
Sometimes I can get caught up in my own stuff, my own struggles, my own thorns. It is easy to forget the rest of the world while I’m muddling through my mess.
But there are hurting people all around me. I must pay attention. I must share their load.
Jesus came as the ultimate Burden Bearer. He took the weightiest load in the world, my sins, to the cross and thus relieved me of having to bear the unbearable myself. At the same time He asks me to help carry someone else’s burdens. This is the law of Christ.
Love God. Love others. It really is that simple. Do it with all your heart. Do it with all your strength. Do it in whatever way you can.
While I pray for strength to get through my day, I must not forget to pray for strength for someone else. It is the Lord’s way of helping us all to keep going.
On the phone, I listen to her talk. I share her sorrow for I have dealt with my own loss. I promise to pray. And I will. For this is my duty of love, for Christ and for my my friend.
I am extravagantly loved by God in order to be a conduit of His love to others. No matter what, this is my highest calling.