It is hard for me to sit with sorrow. More than anything I want to romp and laugh rather than sit with this patient visitor. Although a quiet Whisper bids me stay. To sit quietly with my feelings. So I boldly choose not to imagine my tears away or find, what would be, a welcome distraction – going for a run, reading a book, hours of Netflix, chocolaty yumminess. No, all of that really isn’t needed, the Whisper seems to say, just sit quietly and patiently- graciously- feel the pain away. Love is patient.
I Corinthians 13:4