Friday, July 12, 2013
The Best Present Ever
I don't care what your 'love language' is, I just know that I've never met someone who didn't LOVE presents. Especially the expensive little trinkets that come in delicately wrapped, small encased gold packages. Or those great big huge ones that hide an unfathomable mystery deep inside their wrap. These are the ones that scream 'ME FIRST!! ME FIRST!' And I'm a sucker for a really pretty gift bag tied with exquisite ribbons and lace, all colors of tissue paper surrounding a hidden treasure.
But for sure, the most valuable gift to give is to simply be present with another. In their pain and sorrow, their wordlessness and desperation. No speeches or declarations. No advice, no pat answers, no Bible verses lobbed across the sacred space between two souls.
And for mercy's sake, none of your own stories, please.
Just still and quiet and completely focused on the aching of the broken heart of another. Offering the gift of a safe place, a harbour in a time of storm.