On Friday, a loved one lost her battle with cancer and was called home. Although it is a blessing she is no longer suffering, our hearts ache that she is no longer with us.
I have always tried to put on a brave face no matter what I am going through. I hold back tears when I often need to let them fall.
But today the flood gates opened...I think I have been crying since I woke up at 4:30 this morning.
I think we often get so busy that we stop to really listen to each other. We ask each other How are you today? as we pass by because we usually expect to hear the answer I'm fine or Good.
I feel so rushed during the day to try and get it ALL IN. We shuffle our kiddos in and out of reading groups, math groups, and intervention groups. We meet with them to do running records, assessments, and conferences.
We are quick to intervene with discipline problems without really taking the time to figure out the why behind what happened.
Our lives don't slow down when we leave school.
There are errands to run, kiddos to take from one practice to the next, dinner to prepare, homework to get done, baths, laundry, taking a few minutes to talk to that man that might still be your husband, planning and doing all of the things that you didn't get to finish at school, and maybe finding some time to sleep.
I think all of these things that keep us so busy and consumed are just background noise that often muffle the words of our hearts and the hearts of others.
I have faith in knowing that God brought every person into my life for a reason. I want to take the time to let others know that I am blessed because of that. My heart decides whether to see others as a blessing or a burden.
Am I taking the time to let the ones I love know how much I love them?
Am I taking the time to really listen to others and their hearts???
Everyone who crosses your path tomorrow will be carrying burdens. Some burdens are carried where others can see them. These are burdens we can pray for, talk about, help with, carry as our own, and just be aware of. Many burdens though are carried in the heart. Sometimes the heart has not even found the words to carry with these burdens. They are there and if we take the time to stop and listen our heart can hear.
Will you take the time tomorrow to listen to a heart???
From My Heart to Yours,