Ridiculous I know, but I actually thought that after this nasty election ended, we would return to some sort of peaceful normal. Instead, everyone is angry. Facebook is angry. Twitter is angry. Ugh. In this life, we all have our own circumstances to navigate through and around and over, and these are bigger than snowstorms or elections. And, usually, we’re so busy that we don’t see the personal struggles of our neighbors.
We are broken.
Nearly 3 weeks ago my brother suddenly had to bury his middle son. That same week surgeons removed cancerous colon tissue from the husband of my forever friend since kindergarten. I know marriages that are tender. I know businesses that are in trouble. We are all broken and in need of kindness, not angry shouting. So too, Jesus knows about brokenness and being broken. His heart breaks when he sees our brokenness.
We seem to have forgotten that in helping each other, we are actually helping ourselves. In giving someone some extra room, I, by default, am improving my own demeanor and outlook. By sharing a little time, or money, or food, I find joy. Funny how that works.
Nothing melts hearts more than a helping hand. Nothing silences anger more than simple kindness.