Sympathy

I have recognized that sympathy is not a strong characteristic of mine. This drives my husband nuts. Unfortunately, he has learned that if has hurt himself, and I have heard or seen him do it I will laugh. My poor honey can no longer come to me for sympathy. My laughter is not because I am uncomfortable in any way, it really is funny.

Here's the thing, I do not laugh if it is serious like a broken arm or something like that, but simple things like tripping or falling.

Some examples of things that have made me laugh:

• A small ironing board falling on a toe two times in a row - shut the door once and it falls, leave the room and come back and shut the door again... it falls.
• Sledding down our stairs (which are wooden) on the soles of your feet - I'm giggling as I write this
• Me accidentally closing a friends hand in our car door - who sticks their hand in someone else's door frame when they are getting out of the car?
• Someone slipping and falling on ice, pavement, grass...
• While playing Frisbee someone runs into a tree and falls over

I believe that my lack of sympathy is one of many reasons Jesus brought my honey and I together. My honey has huge sympathy. He can love and care for others like none other and I really admire that in him. He has taught me a lot about sympathy and how to love like he does. God is so good that he brings people together and they compliment each other. This is just like Jesus that when we are weak be makes us strong. While I am not perfect in sympathy, I know that the Lord is giving me grace, helping me in my weakness.

2 Corinthians 12:9-10 (New King James Version)
" And He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in needs, in persecutions, in distresses, for Christ’s sake. For when I am weak, then I am strong."