By Bob Jagendorf
While visiting the wise and wonderful woman of the Nursing Home, I heard a woman down the hallway crying out…
“Help me… Help me.”
She often cries out. Sometimes she’s in pain. Sometimes, she’s frightened. Sometimes she just wails and no one can figure out what’s wrong. Today was one of those days that she couldn’t be comforted.
It brought up discussion. If Jesus checked into a Nursing Home, do you think he’d heal everyone in there?
The wise and wonderful woman of the nursing home shook her head. She believes that pain is part of life. It teaches us character and to count on something other than ourselves. “He’d help the soul, but not necessarily heal every body,” she says.
Now that I think about it, there’s pain with birth. Unavoidable pain that comes from simply living, and many times pain in death. Perhaps cutting the cord on all pain, keeps us from the opportunity to grow. Hopefully there is a hand to hold when it becomes too much. We learn to be there and link to each other to slog through the pain.
Perhaps it’s a cord we bind instead of cut?
