The weeks before Christmas I found myself struggling with sadness over the orphans of Reece's Rainbow (one in particular actually). I shouldn't say "struggling" because it isn't a bad thing. I just couldn't get it out of my head how many precious children need families.
After Christmas, I find myself struggling with a different kind of sadness. Sadness over the inability our society has to really connect with people. One group that we were with prefers to keep talks on the surface. We talk about the weather, football, and how to cook a great ham. I always leave depressed. "We never talk about anything REAL!," I lament to Kyle as we leave. When serious topics come up, they are met with sarcasm and joking. Thus is our culture. People just doesn't know how to handle the stuff that is real.
Have you noticed that if you answer "How are you doing?" with anything other than "I'm fine", people don't know how to handle it? I'm not talking about strangers here. I'm talking about people who love and care about you.
When you ask someone how they are doing, give them time to tell you the truth. Maybe they're not fine. Maybe they need your encouragement. Maybe they are really great and want to tell you about it. But they always want to talk about themselves. Give them patience and time to do it.
"By this all people will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another."