My son carried two cards to our mailbox today: one for Sister Nat, a sweet lady at church who’s experienced great healing with an experimental cancer treatment; the other for Mr. Harold, an older gentleman who works in the office of the church where the kids and I go for classes one day a week.
I often type prayer requests on my phone to remind me of those who need a card in the mail: I hope you feel better soon. I’m sorry for your loss. You have not been forgotten. But in spite of good intentions, sometimes they’re never written.
It took Mr. Harold to make me stop and ask: Who might need my words today?
Mr. Harold has quietly battled cancer while sitting behind his desk at the church. One January morning when he wasn’t there, we learned he’d suffered a stroke. Tests revealed a malignant brain tumor from a second, more aggressive cancer, which leaves him with a life expectancy of three months to a year; partially blind and unable to walk; and haunted by the question:
Did my life have an impact?
According to Mr. Harold’s wife, what he needs most are encouraging stories of how he positively influenced the lives of others. Don’t you need that, too? I do.
I knew I would never forget it if I let our busy schedule get in the way of writing a card before it was too late. My 18-year-old son wrote a separate note, telling Mr. Harold how much he enjoyed the afternoon when they sat outside and played guitar together.
The Bible tells us to “rejoice with them that do rejoice, and weep with them that weep.” (Romans 12:15) The first is easier, but the second is just as necessary.
My husband used to comment if one of the ladies at church had a nice new haircut or dress (don’t worry, no jealousy here) and I finally told him, “Don’t tell me. Tell them. We all need to hear this.” Give sincere compliments when given the opportunity.
“Therefore encourage one another and build each other up . . .” ~ 1 Thessalonians 5:11
Is there someone that you should write or call? A friend who could use a word of encouragement? A post that you haven’t written because it’s difficult, but you know it would help others?
We need your words.
by Dawn Camp, My Home Sweet Home