Post date: Jul 19, 2011 3:32:33 AM
When we honestly ask ourselves
which person in our lives mean the most to us,
we often find that it is those who,
instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures,
have chosen rather to share our pain and
touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand.
The friend who can be silent
with us in a moment of despair or confusion,
who can stay with us in an hour of grief and
bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing,
not curing, not healing and face
with us the reality of our powerlessness,
that is a friend who cares.
~Henri Nouwen