A word fitly spoken is like
apples of gold in pictures of silver.
Kyle was just over two years old when his family visited Sierra’s family in Virginia. The cousins enjoyed many hours of delightful play. Suddenly Kyle stumbled and fell, hurting his knee. Whimpering, he pulled himself up, hobbled over to his cousin who was four months younger and slowly pulled up his pant leg.
“Erra,” he whined. “Boo-boo, Kyle’s knee.”
“Ahhh,” Sierra responded, “I kiss it?” Empathizing deeply with Kyle’s pain, she bent her little body almost double. While tottering in that precarious position, ever so gently, she planted a healing kiss on the
tender spot and stated, “All better now.” With that, the bonded team stood up, chuckled, and toddled off to play.
Some time ago I felt bruised in my spirit. I found myself whimpering to the Lord, like Kyle had complained to his cousin. That very day a friend phoned me. She wanted to tell me how blessed she felt from a note I had recently given to her. Mary’s tender words of encouragement were as a ealing balm. They salved my wounded spirit with peace and strength. When I am hurting, I find the Lord often comes to me and provides that gentle touch through the kindness of a friend.
Prayer: Thank you, my Father, that You touch the sorrows of our heart through the warmth of a friend. Amen.
Ponder: Do you know someone who is hurting today? Take a few minutes to bless them with a word of encouragement.
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