July 23, 2018
–firstborn, and his maternal grandparents, 1982
Are you weary, are you heavy-hearted?
Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus.
Are you grieving over joys departed?
Tell it to Jesus, alone.
–Edmund S. Lorenz, 1876
As I mature I see more and more the necessity of telling my suffering, intentionally and completely, to the right ear. I am so grateful for those friends and loved ones who have held me and listened. Hopefully I am growing in compassion and usefulness to others. Or at least in my capacity to bear witness to how things are, that is, of a nature to die:
From that firm foundation, we can sing of life, ever-renewed.
I heard the voice of Jesus say, Come unto me and rest.
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down
thy head upon my breast.
I came to Jesus as I was: weary, and worn, and sad.
I found in him a resting place.
And he has made me glad.
–Horatius Bonar, 1846