How often the Beloved weeps with compassion over those who are crushed in spirit.
-from Psam 34, Praying the Psalms, Nan Merrill
I am comforted by knowing that the Beloved knows our pain and sorrows,
feels the devastation of life lived under crushing burdens.
I, too, feel compassion for those who are struggling with their troubles,
who are holding on by a tiny, thin thread as the world moves in and on,
oblivious to their pain.
Expectations to be one way or another
add to the unrest.
Perhaps my purpose is to listen,
to weep with,
to offer a place to rest a weary heart.
Oh, that the Beloved will use me,
through my tears,
to open a path of comfort,
that I may show Love's way.
Dawn M. Switzer