Drizzle.... Cold

I got off of work this morning after a 12 hour shift that seemed to last twice as long. We had another teenager come in with traumatic head injury last night. Praying that she will pull through. It seems like every weekend we have a teenager or young adult involved in a MVC with severe head trauma. Lately, there hasn't been any survivors. I laid on my couch for an hour or so and then went to church. I have been thinking about what the preacher might say this Sunday regarding Hope in the Holidays. Upon arrival as always I was greeted with smiles and warm faces, I chose a seat down front, cause I'm blind as a bat. As I was looking around I found my friends sitting elsewhere. I quickly got up and sat beside them. Praise and Worship made me think of all of the people in this world who have not heard about Jesus, and I told God that my wish for Christmas this year would be that all could hear about Jesus and accept His Salvation, and pay it forward. I drew closer to God as I worshiped. Then I heard my friend crying, actually sobbing. I thought that she was being touched as I had. As we finished the last verse and sat down she was still crying. I patted her on the leg and smiled her way. Her husband reassurring her it would be okay as he handed her another tissue. The preacher brought a message today titled "White Christmas"; meaning the pure love of Christ. explaining to us how we need to slow down and see others hurting and stop to help; to open our ears and be better listeners, sometimes that is all people need; to share with compassion, giving to others; and lending aid to those who are in need while others pass by. All of these can be done daily if we just slow down and open our eyes and our ears. Don't miss out on another blessing! Treat others the way you would want to be treated. Don't become callus to life. After church I spoke with my friend and she shared with me her troubles and let me in on why she was crying. I gave her some encouraging words and I hope they helped. She is special and needed to hear that all was not doomed. That God would provide a way. Back to Hope in the Holidays; I pray for the families that have lost their children, fathers, mothers, husbands, or wives this year and pray they can find peace in their times of suffering. I feel their sorrow...