It can be overwhelming reading people because every time I dare to look, the reality of how much pain exists in our world hits like a ton of bricks! It’s equally painful to realize how many hurting people honestly believe that no one cares or understands.
Though I can’t rescue people like I used to rescue baby rabbits or injured birds, there are so many times when I would just love to reach out to every person in my path who has been disappointed by life and give them a real, live dose of hope. Not trite little pat answers or an “I’ll say a prayer for you.” But more like, “The look on your face, I have worn, too… and if I could find my smile again, so can you!”
This freaks people out, by the way. So I don’t recommend it. That’s the reason I write. If I can just capture some thoughts that are honest, transparent and offer glimpses of a Hope I have tested again and again… then, maybe, that sad lady from the Target parking lot will somehow have the chance to know someone cares that she seemed uneasy around her own husband. Maybe at some point the sad-faced kid whose dad called him “stupid” in the checkout line will eventually, by some miracle, replace that untruth with a message from his Maker, who is convinced that he is a brilliant masterpiece.
Life isn’t always kind. Sometimes we need to hear a different voice… one that helps balance the negatives with something true and good that we can hold onto. For everyone out there who is hurting, I want to say something on behalf of those who didn’t reach out to you and help you through whatever you’re facing. Forgive us our cluelessness. You are loved… we just haven’t figured out how to let you know it yet.