Comments on: My…Yawn…Crisis (Part 4) http://www.tillhecomes.org/blog/2008/01/24/myyawncrisis-part-4/ Living life on mission Thu, 28 Aug 2008 20:13:47 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6 By: Michelle http://www.tillhecomes.org/blog/2008/01/24/myyawncrisis-part-4/#comment-18493 Michelle Thu, 31 Jan 2008 18:54:58 +0000 http://www.tillhecomes.org/blog/2008/01/24/myyawncrisis-part-4/#comment-18493 I think I just did all of these things to you over on the dC site. Please forgive, me. If I can be of any help, please e-mail. My husband is a good source for ideas, and possibly could help get you networked, since we are in close vacinity. God bless you, Jeremy. I think I just did all of these things to you over on the dC site. Please forgive, me. If I can be of any help, please e-mail. My husband is a good source for ideas, and possibly could help get you networked, since we are in close vacinity. God bless you, Jeremy.

]]> By: Jeremy Myers http://www.tillhecomes.org/blog/2008/01/24/myyawncrisis-part-4/#comment-18265 Jeremy Myers Wed, 30 Jan 2008 00:37:59 +0000 http://www.tillhecomes.org/blog/2008/01/24/myyawncrisis-part-4/#comment-18265 Quester, Actually, that story is very helpful. Thank you. It is exactly what I have been finding in myself and in others. Quester,

Actually, that story is very helpful. Thank you. It is exactly what I have been finding in myself and in others.

]]> By: Quester http://www.tillhecomes.org/blog/2008/01/24/myyawncrisis-part-4/#comment-18160 Quester Tue, 29 Jan 2008 06:07:44 +0000 http://www.tillhecomes.org/blog/2008/01/24/myyawncrisis-part-4/#comment-18160 Another story that may speak to you is an old Chinese tale about a woman whose only son had died. In her grief, she went to the holy man and said, "What prayers, what magical incantations do you have to bring my son back to life?" Instead of sending her away or reasoning with her, the holy man said, "Fetch me a mustard seed from a home that has never known sorrow. We will use it to drive the sorrow out of your life." At once the woman set off in search of that magical mustard seed. She came first to a splendid mansion, knocked at the door, thinking that such a rich family would not have known any sorrow. When the door was opened, the woman said, "I am looking for a home that has never known sorrow. Is this such a place? It is very important to me!" They told her she had certainly come to the wrong house, and began to list all the tragic things that had befallen that family. The woman listened, sadly, and let them tell their whole story before she continued in her search. Later she went to a shack, the next time to a city slum. But wherever she turned, from palace to public housing to country club, she listened to one story after another of sadness and misfortune. Ultimately she grew so involved in ministering to other peoples' grief that she forgot about her quest for the magical mustard seed. She had not lost her sorrow, but found in it a purpose for her life. If this story is not helpful where you are right now, I apologize. I recognize your first point in this post in Job's unhelpful 'friends' and in myself. I always wish I could make everything better, but I can not. Peace be with you, Jeremy. Another story that may speak to you is an old Chinese tale about a woman whose only son had died. In her grief, she went to the holy man and said, “What prayers, what magical incantations do you have to bring my son back to life?” Instead of sending her away or reasoning with her, the holy man said, “Fetch me a mustard seed from a home that has never known sorrow. We will use it to drive the sorrow out of your life.” At once the woman set off in search of that magical mustard seed. She came first to a splendid mansion, knocked at the door, thinking that such a rich family would not have known any sorrow. When the door was opened, the woman said, “I am looking for a home that has never known sorrow. Is this such a place? It is very important to me!” They told her she had certainly come to the wrong house, and began to list all the tragic things that had befallen that family. The woman listened, sadly, and let them tell their whole story before she continued in her search. Later she went to a shack, the next time to a city slum. But wherever she turned, from palace to public housing to country club, she listened to one story after another of sadness and misfortune. Ultimately she grew so involved in ministering to other peoples’ grief that she forgot about her quest for the magical mustard seed. She had not lost her sorrow, but found in it a purpose for her life.

If this story is not helpful where you are right now, I apologize. I recognize your first point in this post in Job’s unhelpful ‘friends’ and in myself. I always wish I could make everything better, but I can not.

Peace be with you, Jeremy.

]]> By: Jeremy Myers http://www.tillhecomes.org/blog/2008/01/24/myyawncrisis-part-4/#comment-17961 Jeremy Myers Sat, 26 Jan 2008 14:53:54 +0000 http://www.tillhecomes.org/blog/2008/01/24/myyawncrisis-part-4/#comment-17961 Brian and Bullet, I have actually found this blog to be somewhat helpful as well. They say that pain bleeds out through the pen (or something like that), so thanks for staying with me as I bleed a bit online! Brian and Bullet,

I have actually found this blog to be somewhat helpful as well. They say that pain bleeds out through the pen (or something like that), so thanks for staying with me as I bleed a bit online!

]]> By: bullet http://www.tillhecomes.org/blog/2008/01/24/myyawncrisis-part-4/#comment-17903 bullet Sat, 26 Jan 2008 00:35:58 +0000 http://www.tillhecomes.org/blog/2008/01/24/myyawncrisis-part-4/#comment-17903 Nice. I volunteered in NYC with a support group for parents children with mental illness. The leader would quite often emphasize the importance of what he called "spreading out the pain." If you have people to share your pain, it becomes an easier burden. Sharing in someone else's pain and having them share yours lightens both loads. I saw a lot of people show up in utter despair and leave with hope, simply from having someone to share their pain. Point #2 reminded me of that. A dear friend of mine and his wife miscarried their baby a few years back. I tried and tried to think of something to say to him to make him feel better. I ultimately had to go to him and say, "I'm sorry. I can't even comprehend what you must be feeling. Just realize that whenever you need anything, I'll be there to help in any way I can." It was the best I could do. I didn't know if it helped. But then after Katrina he came to me and said the same thing. And it did help. I really like the Rabbi story. I've thought for a while that our society places too much emphasis on knowing and doing and not enough on searching. I think I might use that. Nice. I volunteered in NYC with a support group for parents children with mental illness. The leader would quite often emphasize the importance of what he called “spreading out the pain.” If you have people to share your pain, it becomes an easier burden. Sharing in someone else’s pain and having them share yours lightens both loads. I saw a lot of people show up in utter despair and leave with hope, simply from having someone to share their pain. Point #2 reminded me of that.

A dear friend of mine and his wife miscarried their baby a few years back. I tried and tried to think of something to say to him to make him feel better. I ultimately had to go to him and say, “I’m sorry. I can’t even comprehend what you must be feeling. Just realize that whenever you need anything, I’ll be there to help in any way I can.” It was the best I could do. I didn’t know if it helped. But then after Katrina he came to me and said the same thing. And it did help.

I really like the Rabbi story. I’ve thought for a while that our society places too much emphasis on knowing and doing and not enough on searching. I think I might use that.

]]> By: Brian Hedrick http://www.tillhecomes.org/blog/2008/01/24/myyawncrisis-part-4/#comment-17883 Brian Hedrick Fri, 25 Jan 2008 21:39:37 +0000 http://www.tillhecomes.org/blog/2008/01/24/myyawncrisis-part-4/#comment-17883 Amen. That is why we cannot understand. Everyones crisis is unique. I praise God you have passed through it. Sorry if I seemed to leave you with an "Ill go you one better" approach. We are all still learning. Even God told Job he needed to shut up...and so if He told Him that then I know Ive got one coming and so with that I will drink a nice big cup of "Shut up" and depart. Grace upon Grace, Brian Amen. That is why we cannot understand. Everyones crisis is unique. I praise God you have passed through it. Sorry if I seemed to leave you with an “Ill go you one better” approach.

We are all still learning. Even God told Job he needed to shut up…and so if He told Him that then I know Ive got one coming and so with that I will drink a nice big cup of “Shut up” and depart.

Grace upon Grace,

Brian

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