My favorite sympathy card arrived today. I had the biggest, silliest grin on my face as I read it. There was nothing silly about the card, but the joy I found in that card was so overwhelming that I couldn't help but laugh with delight. And pretty soon, as I continued to think on it while washing dishes, my eyes began to tear up.
In his third epistle John says, "I have no greater joy than to hear that my children walk in the truth."
My goddaughter quoted a hymn for me. Only four stanzas because that's all that fit on the back of the card. "All Christians Who Have Been Baptized ...." Oh my goodness! What better hymn when a person faces death -- her own or the death of a loved one? And there were so many awesome bits of her note.
But the best part of all? The line on the card said, "May friends comfort you, faith uphold you, and loving memories heal your heart." She crossed out "loving memories" and wrote in "Jesus."
[Oh, shoot. Now I'm starting to get misty-eyed again.]
She said she didn't like the part about loving memories bringing healing. So she adjusted the wording.
John's right.
I have no greater joy than to hear that my children walk in the truth.
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Hi Susan,
ReplyDeleteSorry about your mom. . . and now I'm thinking of all sorts of "not helpful" comments I could give you. . .
Crossing out words on a greeting card? Is that allowed? :)
jane s.