Thursday, April 28, 2011

soup and fellowship for the crushed soul

The past two days have hardly been kind to me. I've broken down and cried at least four different times in less than 24 hours. I'm drained, by all accounts, and I just feel so crushed. The stay-in-bed-with-the-shades-drawn-all-day kind of crushed.

But then at lunch a kind friend had me over for grilled cheese and soup, and her sweet babe smiled away some of the crush. Gradually, my soul felt renewed and I was reminded that sometimes my problems aren't as bad as they seem to me at the time. That things will get better, temperatures will rise, school will end, delicious grilled cheese will be had, conversation will rejuvenate and babies will be born. Sweet, beautiful, happy babies that can't help but make you melt on the inside.

I just hope this lesson isn't short lived. I hope I am continually reminded of God's kindness and grace over the next two weeks as I struggle with the pressures of finishing my semester and rarely seeing Jon in the process. And in the meantime, I am so grateful for loving, hospitable friends that will drop everything to make me a bank grilled cheese sandwich at a moment's notice.

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