To Be Humbled

It's interesting, how your views of your life can change from one day to the next. Yesterday was difficult for me, as you know if you read my blog. Today, I read an article about Blessed Mother Teresa, and it really put my personal suffering in perspective.

It's humbling to see how she lived her life for Jesus.

Every day.

Every hour.

Every minute.

Even when she didn't feel His presence for the majority of her life.

How many of us can really say that? I know I can't. It's too easy to gossip, or get caught up in the trivialities of life. Too easy to think about myself and what I don't have, instead of remembering those who have nothing at all in this world, not even the knowledge of a loving and merciful Saviour.

I'm glad our Lord loves me enough to send me these gentle reminders. Not to discount our hurt or pain or sadness or depression, but to remind us that with Him we can handle it.

And that in giving to others in love, whether by standing in a serving line at your local homeless shelter or by praying in the quiet of your home or taking care of your family, we can give our suffering new meaning, and find our burden eased.

I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love. ~Mother Teresa