32.40 LCK Tears That Help


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From the desk of Dr. Laurence C. Keene

Tears That Help
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Dear God, I’m not usually at a loss for words but the other day the right words simply would not come.

A dear friend related a personal tragedy to me. It broke my heart to hear her tell her story. The tears welled up in my eyes and I ached for her. I wanted to say something that would take her awful pain away but no perfect words would come out of my mouth. All of my training, all of the books I had ever read, the many life experiences I have had in life, none of it came to my defense, or more importantly, to her aid.

I felt so foolish and helpless.

I had plenty of tears but no words. I didn’t want the tears. Lord. I wanted the words. But only tears came. No words came. And then she finally said to me, “Thank you.” And I said to her, “But I didn’t say anything.” She said, “Yes you did.” Then she cried and a great peace came over her. I learned in that moment that it was not a time for saying. It was a time for doing. So I did the most eloquent thing I knew how to do. I wept.

Love,

Larry.

larry@rotb.org

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