A meditation on the burden and beauty of tending souls
Scenario:
He didn’t rush to respond. The message sat unread, not because he didn’t care — but because he cared too much. The ache of tending souls had taught him that urgency isn’t always holy. Some burdens require time to breathe before they’re lifted.
“Bear one another’s burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ.” — Galatians 6:2
Tension and Comfort:
The tension lies in the timing: when to carry, when to wait, when to speak. The weight of care is not just in the burden itself, but in the discernment of how to hold it. Comfort comes in knowing that waiting is not neglect — it’s reverence.
Honey Drop – Distilling the Sweetness:
True care is not hurried. It listens longer, lingers deeper, and loves without a stopwatch. The sweetness is found in the slow miracle — that bearing with someone is sometimes more healing than bearing for them.
Celebrate the weight of waiting
Leader:
We waited for them to speak.
We waited for them, they sleep.
We waited for them to return.
And the weight was love.
People:
We carry our fears,
We grasp at rebellion,
We forget our dreams,
And the weight was holy.
Leader:
He waited for them to listen.
He waited for them to heal.
He waited for them to forgive.
And the weight was truth.
People:
We carried secrets.
We bore wounds.
We invoke many names.
And the weight was sacred.
Leader:
We waited for them to understand.
We waited for them to ask.
We waited for them to grow.
And the weight was patience.
People:
We carried their questions.
We bore their silence.
We held their futures.
And the weight was promise.
Leader:
He waited in the garden.
He waited on the cross.
He waited by the fire.
And the weight was glory.
All:
He carried our shame.
He bore our betrayal.
He held our hope.
And the weight was love.
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