Myturn

 When it’s my turn to walk the path alongside a widow, here is what I’ve learned to do. 

— Hold her.  Put tissue in her balled fist.
— Ask her what she’s feeling.  What she’s thinking about.

— Pick her up for church — and for anything else.
— Swing by unannounced and go for a walk. 

— Ask her what she’s feeling.  “How are you?  Are you hurting right now?”

— Look at pictures together.
— Remember together.
— Make the difficult phone call for her. 

— Quietly ask her what she’s feeling.  “Tell me about it.”

— Without her knowing, tell her sons or daughters or sisters to check in.  Tell them she’s struggling.
— Invite her over for a football game, or table game, or no game.  Invite her over.
— Send verses, talk faith, find Jesus.
— Pull her garbage dumpsters to the curb.
— Share funny goofy things.
— Sort out serious things.  Pay bills.  Make transfers.  Cancel accounts.
— Walk her to her car.
— Put a mug of coffee in her hands.
— Put a thoughtful card in the mail addressed to her.
— Pray with her. 

— Ask her what she’s feeling.  What she’s missing. 

— Grab her hand.  Wrap her shoulder. 

When it’s my turn.