No one every taught me that I was supposed to say this word aloud during the holiday season. I didn’t know that one word could mean so much during Thanksgiving, Hanukkah, and Christmas. No one told me this one word contained so much power.
How did I miss this one word my entire life?
Not until I experienced severe loss did I begin to understand. As I describe in Fight Back With Joy, I now walk among the fellowship of the afflicted.
Perhaps you do, too.
Maybe you received the news of the diagnosis.
Faced an ongoing struggle with infertility.
Suffered through a painful miscarriage.
Received the crushing financial blow.
Discovered your spouse wasn’t being true.
Experienced a freak accident.
Had someone take something from you that you’ll never get back.
Or something worse.
If so, you, too walk among the fellowship of the afflicted.
Those who walk among the fellowship of the afflicted tend to walk tenderer, speak slower, love more intentional.
Why? Because they know the great unspeakables of pain and loss.
But even if you’ve never experienced severe suffering, you can still enter into people’s lives this holiday season with one word that will breathe life and hope and love.