A Balanced Scale

     Sitting in the back of the room , I can observe people . Words are not always needed . Sometimes , all you need to know you can find out  just by watching others in action .
    There was Linda , looking tired and worn out , barely able to stand . We waved to each other . If I knew she would not make it through the service but go home , I would have gone over to say hello .
    Right in front of me was the other cancer victim from our little group . He was sitting with his wife and children , with a full head of hair . They were smiling up at each other , happy he was doing so well .
    Off to the side was another family group . A blended family , newly engaged with a wedding to plan . Their expressions full of excitement for what the future will bring for them all .
   Behind me , a young woman , with tears in her eyes . She sits all alone , her shoulders slumped in defeated sadness . A broken heart ? Wounded words from a friend perhaps ?
  Back in Mount Prospect , an elderly lady grieves the death of her husband . Beside her , the daughter cries for both of them as they prepare the funeral arrangements .
  All around us , the world spins no matter whether it is sadness , grief , illness or happiness . We all have experienced every emotion full circle . The scale balances itself . The world keeps turning . Life and death goes on .
  These are just some of the people in my life . Each needing prayer in their own way . Each needing God . Sitting down on my bed , I open my prayer journal and write a prayer request for all of them based on where they are at  in their life .
   Have a Blessed week everyone .