beka stays faithful : loving the sad days

Today, I was sad.

It wasn’t a bad day by any means. Nothing unpleasant happened directly to me. But I was heavy-hearted for a few people I know and love and a lot of people I don’t know but love anyway. Friends who are dealing with very hard things and strangers who are dealing with very profound tragedy. And it just made me sad about how life can be sometimes, especially as it relates to our human nature. How easily and quietly we are deceived and led astray. How loss seems to pop up at the worst times. And it made my heart sink down to my feet and my eyes water with unstoppable tears.

Days like today? They’re blessings. They make sure our hearts are still pliable. But they’re still sad.

So I did a couple of things.

I prayed. A lot. Because Jesus said that in this world we’d have trouble, but to take heart, because he has overcome the world.

I baked cookies. A lot of them. Because there’s something therapeutic about creaming butter and sugar. And cookies just make everything better.

And then, in an attempt to turn things in a more positive direction, I watched this video, which I had been saving in Google Reader for just about forever (and almost deleted several times). I thought it was going to be cheery.

Bawled my eyes out. I went looking for a paddle since I cried a RIVER in my apartment after watching it.

But you know? It wasn’t cheery, but it did turn things around. Because it so beautifully represented just what makes the sad days sad and the happy days happy and the everydays worthwhile; that faith, hope, and love are the three pillars of a life well-lived, but that love is the greatest of them all.

I know I’m one sappy sentiment shy of turning into a Maple tree, but really, if you can, make it a point to go out of your way to love the people you interact with this weekend, whether they’re old friends or complete strangers. It’s probably more important than any of us really know.