Anne Lamott wrote:
Broken things have been on my mind lately because so much has broken in
my life this year in the lives of the people I love--hearts, health,
confidence. . . [good friends have died].
Our preacher Veronica said recently that this is life's nature: that
lives and hearts get broken--those of people we love, those of people we'll
never meet. She said that the world sometimes feels like the waiting room
of the emergency ward and that we who are more or less OK for now need to
take the tenderest possible care of the more wounded people in the waiting
room, until the healer comes. You sit with people, she said, you bring them
juice and graham crackers.
And then she went on vacation.
"Traveling mercies," the old people at our church said to her when she
left. This is what they always say when one of us goes off for a while.
Traveling mercies: love the journey, God is with you, come home safe and
sound.
from her "Traveling Mercies: Some Thoughts on Faith"


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