Are there things you love to do, but hate to do at the same time?
Ah, yes, that wonderful love-hate relationship. I spent most of the first part of this week in a love-hate thing, and I discovered yet again that love outweighs hate. To rediscover this, all I had to do was agree to walk through a funeral with a grieving family again.
I hate seeing families grieving. I love being able to share hope with them.
I hate how drained I feel after funerals. I love seeing the flicker of encouragement glow in others.
I hate tearful goodbyes. I love the knowledge of joyful reunions.
I hate preparing funeral messages that remind people of eternity. I love sharing that Jesus is the Promise of an eternity in heaven.
I hate having every eye in the room on me. I love seeing God speak His truth through me.
Yup, it’s true: walking through a funeral with a grieving family is—hands down—something that so drains me physically, emotionally, mentally, and spiritually more than anything else I do. But I wouldn’t trade this privilege to step into hurting people’s lives for anything. Yes, love triumphs over hate!
