Re:I have been sad and alone so long, I don't know how to reach out for love....
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10/16/2009 5:52 PM
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Dear friends,
thank you for hanging in there with me. i continue to find that the only way out of this discouragement is to reach out to others in need. i have offered my extra bed as a back-up place for a 70 year old woman who was brutally evicted from her farm home yesterday. i suspect others closer to her (she lives 50 miles away) are helping her. but my friend, my singing partner, who is her neighbor was so upset for what happened to their dear friend. i offered to be a warm, safe place, if needed, because i have been where she is now. like her, i had absolutely no warning when i became homeless in may 2001.
i appreciate all the comments. sorry i was angry.
years ago, when i was still pastor of a church, i used to do home visitation of shut-ins with an accompanying deacon. one time i remember especially because of the conversation that took place en route. lily was a feisty spirit, now with all the other feisty angels in heaven. she and her husband came here from scotland.
at this point, my husband had had to go on disability for depression and medical problems without a diagnosis. i had taken over as full-time pastor and was totally stressed out, though i tried not to show it. lily had had six children, and the two sons had died: one at age 16 in a motorcycle accident years before and the other, the eldest, had taken his own life at age 35. peter's memorial service was the first memorial service i ever led as a minister. i still remember that, when they started playing the song "vincent", which is about van gogh taking his own life, i had to fight to keep it together.
lily and i started talking about all the stupid, ignorant things people had said to us when they did not know what to say. one of them said to me, after my husband became bedridden almost all of the time was: "this will make him a better minister." (he never returned to ministry and is now somewhere between agnostic and atheist). then we talked about all the people who said, "god is testing you." we got laughing so hard when we came up with this response (which neither one of us would ever really say to anyone): "i've been tested already. i got an a plus. now it is your turn for the test."
we laughed and laughed. there were other things, but i cannot remember them. then, we went to take communion to our dear friend, ray, who was homebound and dying of a degenerative muscle disease.
this comment really resonated with me;
"A broken heart is an open heart . . . "
that is so true. it reminds me of the last verse of one of my favorite songs to sing.
"it's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance,
it's the dream afraid of waking that never takes a chance,
it's the one that won't be taken that cannot learn to give,
and the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live."
from "The Rose"
i am doing much better today, thank you. since grace, the 70 year old woman, has shelter, i have now offered the same bed to my daughter's on again, off again fiance, who is without heat. i don't think he will take me up on it, but i have also offered a small amount for groceries or food for the beautiful one year old dog, druss.
one never knows where god will call us next.
please light a candle for grace and one for ed in the ALL space. they can both use our prayers.
love,
butterflyspirit
Now joy is falling down, like the rain upon the ground,
Bringing laughter, bringing hope, bring love.
My heart is like a butterly breaking out into the sky,
And flying cross the heavens high above.