The Missing

Please remember that for many--perhaps even for you and me--these holiday times have sadness intermingled with the celebratory joy. There is an empty chair at the table. Faces are missing from among the celebrants. I pray that the God of all comfort will make His presence known today. And don't be critical of their tears or of yours. Are we not commanded to "weep with those who weep"? And aren't we instructed that "there is a time to mourn"? And yes, there is "a time to dance" as well. Perhaps today we can do both. "Laugh with those who laugh." Our sorrow has a sure hope. One day with His nail-scarred hands He will wipe all tears from our eyes. Happy Thanksgiving! Give thanks to God. Celebrate. Mourn. Dance. I love you all because I am a flawed, finite person deeply loved by the holy, infinite God--my Father.