When a big life change is coming up for anyone in the family, Mom spends a good bit of time putting together these wonderful blessings for everyone else to take part in. The latest was for my niece/goddaughter who was going away to college.
My part is to giggle uncomfortably.
I find the words so comforting at the same time I find them so hollow. Hence my discomfort.
One example: Blessed are you who weep and mourn, for you day you shall laugh.
How comforting to know that my pain isn't for naught. But I don't care about laughing when I am dead, and I don't see God interceding on earth to cheer me up.
And I know I am lucky and have many blessings. What about people who really need God's help?
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