The perfect words

Dear friend,

thanks for letting me begin to get to know you, even in a small way. There was not enough time. Because with every word you spoke, there were so many words unspoken. With every joy, sorrow unsaid. Loneliness. Emptiness. Pain. I could read it in your eyes.

The more I listened to your story, to the things said and the things unsaid, I found myself wishing there was a way that I could communicate so much more with you. "I see you." Really, not just what you're showing me, but what you're afraid to show me. " I hear you." Not just what you're carefully choosing to say, but everything you're not sure about voicing. "You're known." "You're safe here." "You're loved."

And there I realized that there was one Word for all that. A Word I didn't speak. A Word specifically for your. The Word. Jesus. The excuses for not speaking the Word? Many. But I didn't. And I won't get that moment back. So in the mean time, I'll pray for you, that the Word you need is the Word you get. Because it was a Word that I failed to provide. But I trust God is bigger than both things-- your need and my failure-- and He will still speak for us both. Until then

thus spake,

me