When I was involved in the church as lay person and then as a professional, I heard people complain about their lives in one way or another and heard the platitudes that were given out like wafers at communion. "God never gives you more than you can handle", "God helps those who helps themselves", "you need to walk a mile in his shoes to understand". All true Benjamin Franklin fodder. Like "never look a gift horse in the mouth"......ya get it.
And sometimes when I am faced with a situation where I need to find comforting words for someone else who is going through some hellacious something, I have paused and pondered for fear that I am not just giving lip service to a real hurt in someone else's life or not playing uh huh me too.
But I now see that my judgement was wrong. Even if I found the words to be hollow at the time......I still remember them. Who am I to judge how someone else is comforted or comforting? At least they are trying. This is like one of those could have had a V-8 moments. Whatever transpires between the comforter and the comfortee is between them. Intentions are what they are. Now the reason for this whirling dervish thought process is because I have been comforted as of late. And never once did I question the intentionality behind any kind or consoling remark. That may sound like, "okay and your point is what Linda"?
If I have learned and experienced comforting, can forgiveness be far behind? I would never have accepted comfort without looking into the why until there was you...... And now, I have a sense that I can look on the other side of people and situations in my life and well.....try on some forgiveness and see if it fits.
In other words, pull up my big girl panties and move on.
Once again thanks lovelies.....ya did it ......who says and old broad can't learn a new trick or three.