i was surrounded by prostitutes, druggies, the homeless, abusers and gangsters this past weekend. have you ever felt a tug at your heart telling you to say or do something? i tried my best to hold my breath, but at some moments, i just couldn't do it. never in a million years would i have imagined having conversations with some of these people. somehow, though, i was drawn to their heart. there was this unspoken desire for something deeper between us, telling us to open up. love in itself involves selflessness and compassion. i wanted to share my story with them, to somehow identify with people that i could subconsciously connect with in many ways. there was a need in my heart to spread the word, to let them know that there is a short cut! I failed Him by not moving when he moved my heart as often as i felt Him pushing at me. however, through this experience, i have learned that i can help others by talking with them. most of these people were drawn to me for some reason, and i didn't know why at the time. it's like they felt this need to talk about what they did, to indirectly share their pain and hurt for everything they have done to get to this point. they were reaching out to me for comfort, only to have someone listen to them. maybe god put the notion in their minds that i looked like the type of person to confide in, i have no idea. but i will tell you this: i will try me best to acknowledge these things in the future. my goal is to live through Him. i pray that He uses me for His will as often as he can.
to the people i met in jail: i love you and i hope you find peace....
sincerely,
an ear and a heart
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