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Topic: Hope (05/04/06)
TITLE: The Broken Man
By Jesus Puppy
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In my walk I have learned many things through the years, but this week I have learned an even greater lesson. In life I have hoped for greater things to come, but now I see the truth of my own worth. Which is lower that nothing.
For years I have sought after the blessings of a family of my own. The old fashioned family values to hand down to my own children. The loving wife and companion, one in mind, spirit, and yes, in body as well. A perfected union of two. Together we would raise our children in the light and love of Lord our God, teaching them of a greater blessing in God that is yet to come. That which is only hoped for.
I reach out to others in God's love seeking to show them a light in the darkness of the world's chaos, giving til I have nothing left, only to be ask more of, pleading, reaching, crying out in their need. But what of my need, my hope?
For my giving to others I have nothing to give to the ones I would care most for. I seek a wife and family, yet can not even afford the price of a dinner for myself. My own dogs eat more and better, as I live on next to nothing, getting by from day to day on nothing more than a prayer, some days without even the strength for that. And yet I continue to hope.
Here I am a poor, simple, broken man in this life, just trying to make it from one sunrise to the next. Others have less than me, I say. No home, no clothes, no food to eat at all. How they would dearly love the meager scraps I consume. Their trials are so much more than mine, a tell myself. Raising children while living on the streets, living literally from hand to mouth, making just enough to squeeze by for one more day.
This week I have learned a great lesson. Hope, in this life, is nothing more than the blind promise of one day being able to reach out to a dream that will never come true. I have learned there is no hope for me in this world.. Not in this life.
There is courage for the fearful. There is strength for the weak. Food for the hungry, and drink for those who thirst. There is light in the darkness. There is guidance for lost. Rest for the weary, and relief for those in pain. For those alone and crying, there is comfort. There is worth for the worthless, it is He that is hope for the hopeless.
This week I have learned how to be afraid. This week I was shown what weakness is. I learned how hungry and thirsty it is to be lost in the dark. Weary and filled with pain, I have learned my own worth. I am a poor lonely man whose worth is lower than nothing, and yet I still continue to hope..
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