There are so many confused and broken-hearted people that I have talked to and encountered in my lifetime. I feel for them so much to the point that I feel sick at times, knowing that I can do nothing for them except to lift them up in prayer to my Heavenly Father..... and even then I begin to worry for them. I know my worrying for them helps nothing, it accomplishes nothing...and so I turn to Him and I turn to lifting them up in prayer once again until I let go enough to cope and to let Him deal with it. When people come to me with 'broken legs' it breaks me a little bit each time.
I only just finished watching the Hallmark movie "When Love Is Not Enough: The Lois Wilson Story" with my momma and daddy tonight. The movie was about the founders of Al-Anon (Alcoholics Anonymous.) The reason I bring this up is that the husband, Bill Wilson, was struggling with alcohol addiction (he had 'broken legs') and his wife Lois Wilson wanted so desperately to possess within her enough love to save her husband from his addiction and to mend his broken being. She found that her love was not enough.......she found that only God could mend her husband one step at a time. Watching Lois want to fix her husbands broken self with her love made me feel so much for her.....I can identify with that feeling of wanting to mend and knowing that I cannot.
I have inherited a weird gift.....from my momma I believe because this happens to her too all the time... The gift, or curse, depending on what light you and I might see it in is that I have people all of the time seek me out, or just simply people that I may run into.....anyway got lost there for a moment, so sorry about that.....people tell me things, deep things and they want me to listen to them and give them advice. They want to know what I think about God and a many different vast array of other things, what my thoughts are and what I may think about on certain subjects. I do not know why people choose to seek ME out of all people. I am glad that they feel that I am rooted in Christ deeply, and that I am caring and kind, and a good enough, friendly person for them to confide in, but sometimes it pains me to hear their pains. I am not saying 'God don't send me all these people to listen to....what a bunch of whiners...please just move them away from me!' I am saying instead 'Lord, thank you that you have given me the chance to be a light for you to these people who have sought me out for wisdom, and to call me a loving friend all their own.'
Over the last year I have listened and been there to hear the outpourings and cries of so many struggling broken people. I cannot believe how many people are struggling to find Him. Then I begin to think.....have I as a Christian young woman spent enough time in the Word this week? How many struggles have I thought I wouldn't get through....and then lo and behold the promises that the King has given me have come to fruition as He said they would in Scripture. How many times have I thought that I would remain broken too, and that I was all alone by myself in the dark? How many times has there been that listening ear there for me? He was there for me the whole time even when I was in the midst of disbelief or struggling. Ranting aside....there have always been people there for me who were ready to be a friend to me, and there is always my Saviour who was sent to die and bleed for me! Even when I chose not to speak to anyone else, or even God....they were there ready to listen. Why should I not be that for someone else? I shouldn't freak out and say 'oh my here goes the freaky gift thing again' instead I should thank Him that even when I am not faithful to be the brightest shining example of Christ in my daily walk He still wants to use me!
I only wish I knew exactly what to tell them when they happen across my path. I know God has placed them there, and me there, at that exact moment in time for a purpose all His own. I believe things happen for a reason because God has purposed them as such. I wish that there were no pauses or any wavering in my answering peoples questions with answers of the sincerest truth that I know they need to hear. My prayer tonight is that whoever God may bring along on my path, that I will be able to be a light for Him in their dark hour and that I will be a shining, unafraid-ready-to-be-a-prayer-warrior-for-them type of a young Christian woman.
How do you deal with hard questions, and lifting others up in prayer who are struggling? How do you lift them up into the presence of God when you are not sure of what to say exactly, or of what you could possibly say at that moment that could help them and drive them to want to limp along their life path into the arms of the Lord? Just a few thoughts...
-Daughter of the King