Rejoice with those who rejoice, weep with those who weep.
If one member suffers, all suffer together; if one member is honored, all rejoice together.
I have walked some paths with my family members and with my friends, that have been joyous and hard. Each path that I have walked has taught me a lesson on relationships. Some have shown me what it means to support even when I didn’t understand fully. Some have taught me to show them a clearer path when their path was foggy. Some were trying and some were easy. But they all are necessary for the lesson that God wanted me to learn and the lesson that the one I was walking with was learning.
I know that the scripture is telling us that we should rejoice with those who rejoice and weep with those who weep, in a way that is not self serving. To let it be about that person. To not be desiring for the good to be mine and thankful that the bad is not mine. Just to be with them in theirs.
I am seeing this scripture in a new light now as I’ve never had to walk the path that I’ve walked this past week. And will cherish each moment that I get to walk with my friend over the next months. This path that I’m walking is with a friend who just lost her child in a horrific accident. This path she has never walked and I have not either but this is a path that neither will soon forget. I am willing to weep with her as she is weeping but I pray that we will be able to get to a place of rejoicing through it too.
I have no words of comfort for her. Nothing seems suitable. But I can sit. I can hug her long and hard, as if to breathe for her. I can give her time and that’s all I have to give.
God tells us that the Holy Spirit will intercede when we pray and we have no words. I’m sure that he has heard my simple silence as I sought understanding, comfort and guidance from Him this week through this. I pray that I will continue to hear and act when He calls me to respond. I pray that I will learn from the weeping.
I know that He is hearing my sweet friend’s prayers too and will continue as the days, weeks and years pass and she remembers her child and weeps.
Lord, walk with me. Amen!