Yesterday, I wrote of my friend in the hospital and her lack of interest in living. Last night at bedtime, I was ready to practice “tough love” on her, saying whatever necessary to break the spell of ennui she had sunken into. Low and behold, first thing this morning I got a call from her sister telling me that the hospital called and sweet Jane is ready to start physical therapy, ate breakfast, and she wants to take a shower! When I visited her this afternoon, she ate the watermelon I brought to her and was delighted with the body care products I spread over her bed. We shared good memories and talked about possibilities for her future. My gratitude is deep for the ability to show her gentle Love rather than tough love. She knows she might pass on, but is willing to live moment-to-moment, doing whatever is necessary to feel good again. Hallelujah!!
“If we would open their prison doors for the sick, we must first learn to bind up the broken-hearted. If we would heal by the Spirit, we must not hide the talent of spiritual healing under the napkin of its form, nor bury the morale of Christian Science in the grave-clothes of its letter.” Mary Baker Eddy - Science & Health Page 295:5-15
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