My heart breaks for you. For the “you” who passes by in the grocery aisle and thinks no one sees you. No one cares.
My heart tenders to the child who goes to school thinking they are unloveable. Stupid.
My arms want to pull in the person who can’t seem to break free from the hurts and pains that they have suffered in their life. The one who gets sucked in by their depression and anxiety.
Oh, how I wish I could love on the sweet soul that feels like they have to be bold, brazen, and tough in order to never be hurt by someone again!
We all have moments where we are swept into these roles and feelings. But for some of us, they aren’t just moments. They are lifetimes.
If you are one of them, I need you to know you aren’t alone. I need you to know that the lies you have believe about yourself can be overturned, undone, chased away.
I want you to know that there are others out there, JUST LIKE YOU. They feel the same way that you do. And they are wanting someone to touch them with a hug, with a squeeze of the hand, or with a pat on the back.
I understand what it feels like to want to know that someone will care if you don’t show up to church, school, or work. I “get it,” that your soul just wants a friend. A smile. A kind gesture.
So many feel as you do.
If I knew you personally, I would try to do these things for you. But I know there are many, many good souls out there who also feel the same as I do. So, please hang in there.
Wait.
Look.
Be patient.
That kind soul will cross your path. I pray it’s soon. But if not, be patient. Wait for them.
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Just last night at church, I heard a gentleman speak of his struggle with forgiving someone who hurt him deeply. He then told us of another struggle he has dealt with for 10 years, a medical issue. I had to share with him what I went through in 1996 and how it affected me and how I got through my emotions, at that time. The only way I could get through that time was because my church family was praying for me.
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