Many people cross my path daily. I’m not sure what my place is in their lives, but I am having some unique and challenging experiences.
There’s one sure thing in my life and, to me, that one sure thing is God.
I learned to lean on Him as a little girl. I’ve always known in the deepest part of my being that there is a God. No one had to tell me.
Most of my childhood was lived as a “loner.” Perhaps it was because that’s all I knew how to be and that’s how I felt safe.
But, like I said, it was deep down in the deepest part of my being that I knew that I wasn’t really alone.
Why doesn’t everybody come to that knowledge? Why do so many people feel that they can depend on no one but themselves? That no one cares?
It kills me to see so many people hurting and feeling all alone. This earth is filled with wounded people wounding other people. In order to survive, they drive themselves endlessly to escape the pain. They lose themselves in their work in order to ignore the agony inside them. The deeper the hurt, the more fierce the drive.
Bad things happen to good people. That fact does not make anyone a bad person. Due to the magnitude of our hurts, we refuse to accept declarations of love ever again. They have been declared too many times only to be proven as false declarations, as we all have had empty words spoken to us with no heart in them.
Hurting people bumping into hurting people, earnestly running from relationships because of so much unfaithfulness. Denying our own cries for help, we press on with broken hearts.
In a world with such hurts and rejection, who hears? Who listens? Who cares?
We’re all looking for love. We’re all looking for acceptance. We all need to be wanted. We all need to matter in another’s life.
People today are like zombies walking around with expressionless faces. They’ve hardened themselves so that they cannot be hurt again. They don’t allow themselves to "feel,” except for fleeting, meaningless, temporary pleasures.
I’m only “one” in this vast sea of humanity. What can I possibly do to help anyone in their search for love and acceptance, when they don’t want to be loved anymore? How can I reach out to another when I have hurts of my own?
Determined denial of what our hearts truly long for rules us, while the answer is so near.
So much is wrong in this world. How can it ever be fixed?!
Where is God? Where is the church? Why isn’t it making a difference? What has happened to its credibility?
Where is God in me? Why can I not make a difference? Why am I not believed when I say, “God is the answer for every need you have?” Why do so many not believe that God loves them?
There’s so much destruction -- not only nation against nation, but individual against individual. There’s no respect, no mercy, no peace, no joy. We numb our feelings with medications to get us through. We face the day by first putting on our mask.
We desperately need Him. We need to let Him be God. Then, the “difference” will be made in all our lives.
In my opinon as a Christian, we’ve tried to be God to peoeple, and in so doing have stolen His Glory. I’ve failed God. I know He forgives. I know He loves.
My heart cries to God to see things change for the betterment of those He has put around me. I cannot ‘be God” to them, but I can lead them to Him. Just simply listen and believe.
I can do nothing, but He can do everything. I’m looking for Him to do what He does best -- love, and to show us how to do it when no one is applauding us for doing His work.
A cry for help is NOT a sin! Failure is not a sin! But, not asking for help from the only One who can help is a crying shame!