So many hurting people, so much overwhelming sense of “what can I do?” My heart has been aching for those people I will maybe never know who are hurting, right now, in some way that I don’t know. I want to help. I am praying, I am crying out to God to touch them in the way that only He can. I am asking Him to help me not to judge, only to love. Not to give hurting people clichéd, tired answers to their problems, but just to listen, to put a hand on theirs. Because we all have been sad, we’ve all been hurt, we all need help. If you’re hurting today, please know that even though I may not know you, I’m praying for you. If you want to write, I’ll write back. Love, Lisa
“The Lord is near to those who have a broken heart and saves such as have a broken spirit. Many are the afflictions of the righteous, But the Lord delivers him from them all.” ~Psalm 34:18
“I have found the paradox,
that if you love until it hurts,
there can be no more hurt, only more love.”
These two bovine creatures are on edge, on the wrong side of the fence, living dangerously. This was taken approaching Dingle, and we felt bad for their precarious situation, but didn’t want to make it worse by “helping” them back. And as we know nothing about cows….Plus these two seemed quite content in their spot of choice.
Sometimes people put themselves in bad situations; we want to help, but we don’t know how. We talk to them, we try to reason…but unless they want to get out of the craziness, they’ll just go back. So then I pray, because God can talk them back from the edge in a way that I just can’t. 🙂 Blessings for your Monday, Lisa
We Americans tend to be rugged individualists, and that can be a good thing and a bad thing. Sometimes it’s good to work hard and stand without needing constant assistance. But sometimes, we all need other people. We need their encouragement, their laughter and smiles, and their help. To help us stand a little taller, ease the burden for a little while, and let us know we are not alone.
So today, I am thankful for those people in my life….my husband, my parents, health care people, friends, and the list could go on and on. Because “sometimes you can’t make it on your own.” (U2, Sometimes You Can’t Make It On Your Own, HTDAAB) Thank you so much for helping me in this journey; you all make it much better. 🙂 Slainte, Lisa