“And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.”
I Corinthians 13:13
I am nobody to you. You have never met me. I am hurting, I am lonely and I am lost. I have been searching all my life for someone to really love me. I have been looking for a way out, but no one wants to waste their time on me. Every Sunday I walk past churches that are filled with people, but no one will talk to me. They pass me as I walk with my bag of clothes down the street and they ignore me. I JUST WANT SOMEONE TO LOVE ME.
I have a drug problem and I sell my body on the streets, because my mother had a drug problem, and she would use me to sleep with men in order to get money for her habit. I learned this way of life and I sure wish I could learn the way out. I am not familiar with any other way. I have heard people say that there is a man named Jesus who could help me, but no one will stop long enough to tell me about Him, because they think I am a ‘throw away person.’ I am so sad; I hurt so bad. I JUST WANT SOMEONE TO LOVE ME.
I am the person you walk by who needs some food. I am hungry for natural food and hungry for love. But when you see me you think I am trying to scam you…you think I am lazy and you think I chose this way of life. I actually had a job, a house and a car, just like you…but then my spouse got sick, and lost her job. Our insurance would not cover enough to pay the bills, and I lost my job trying to care for her. She finally died, and I lost everything. Now I can’t get a job, because I have no address I can’t clean up and I have no decent clothes. I have no family because my wife and I never had children. I am so alone. I wish someone would take the time to talk to me, and show me a way out. I JUST WANT SOMEONE TO LOVE ME.
I am the person in prison who is bound with bars and bound without bars. I ended up here because I hurt some people. I wish I wasn’t the way I am. I was abused as a child. My mother was beaten daily by her boyfriend, who was an alcoholic. When he was done with her, he would beat me too. I have been angry all my life. No one helps me or shows me a better way, they just keep putting me behind bars…But that does me no good, because whether I am behind physical bars or the bars of my anger, confusion and pain; it does not matter; it is all the same. I JUST WANT SOMEONE TO LOVE ME.
They tell me God is love. They tell me that people in the church are doing God’s work. Wouldn’t God’s work include loving me? I JUST WANT SOMEONE TO LOVE ME.
Who is this Jesus that people talk about? Why won’t He send you to me, to help me; to show me; to embrace me; to love me?
They tell me that ‘God so loved the world….’ Am I not included? Why won’t someone take the time to show me His love? I know I don’t look like you; I don’t smell like you; I don’t dress like you…But I could be you.
I don’t always present myself as well as I should. It may seem like I take a little more work than others, but that is not really true. I know that I have met people who go to church every week, but they are still struggling with anger, cigarettes, fornication, filthy language, unforgiveness, gossiping and a host of other issues. Why is it alright for them to take months and years to change, but you get impatient with me. I have things that have been pressed down in me for years…healing takes time. I JUST WANT SOMEONE TO LOVE ME.
“Then the righteous will answer Him, saying, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you drink? When did we see You a stranger and take You in, or naked and clothe You? Or when did we see You sick; or in prison and come to You?’ And the King will answer and say to them, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you did it to Me…Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did not do it to one of the least of these, you did not do it to Me.”
I just want someone to love Me (Jesus)