For several weeks I have spent time thinking about a blog that I think it is now time to write. Sometimes it’s hard to put into words the deep, deep feelings we experience in our hearts. And that is where the title of this blog comes from. These two pictures above it here in my Facebook memories every so often. One is of my cousins and I at our great aunt and uncle’s. The other is of my cousin, her husband, & daughter just a few weeks prior to her leaving this world and going into heaven. I have no words when I think of these pictures and these memories. Opportunities to visit with cousins and family are so important. I had no words when I left her daughters second birthday party about a month ago. A part of me expected her to be there somewhere at that party. I miss her dearly and will always treasure the visit I had those few weeks before her passing. I had the opportunity to talk to her about her faith in a way that I hadn’t before. I have no words when I think of her.
There was a time in Jesus’ life and ministry when he had no words. It was the death of Lazarus. John 11:35 says: “Jesus wept.” Jesus experienced all of the emotions that we experience and sometimes these emotions led him to a place of having no words.
Are there times in your life when you have no words? I’d love to hear about them….