there’s a way that the bruises and pain of life can leave you
with the strong desire to run away. I would know because all I’ve ever wanted
to do is run away when it feels like it’s hard for me to breathe.
And I don’t necessarily mean running away literally. Although I would give anything to literally do. Running away in itself isn’t so bad…it’s what you’re running towards that matters. There were times when life just weighed on me and I run. I run to stupid movies and series to numb the pain. starved of affection and attention, the way I knew to deal was to run. I run to wrong friendships and relationships to escape some misery. But of course, there’s always a price to pay for such running. It leaves you more torn and weary in the end. Some run to food, alcohol, drugs, sex, negative peer pressure, pornography, crappy movies/tv series/songs…
but when you know better, you do better. I know better now to run to Jesus when I feel lost and alone. He’s my safe place.
This song reminds me of me, and how no matter what's going wrong now, I don’t want to be the me I used to be. the me who'd run to lifeless movies and songs and the wrong kind of people.
does anybody hear her~ casting crowns
she is running a hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction
she is trying but the canyon’s ever widening in the depths of
her cold heart
so she sets out on another misadventure just to find
she’s another two years older and she’s three more steps behind
does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Or does anybody even know she’s going down today
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonely people
Searching for the hope that’s tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
She is yearning for shelter and affection
That she never found at home
She is searching for a hero to ride in, to ride in and save the
day
And in walks her prince charming
And he knows just what to say
Momentary lapse of reason and she gives herself away
If judgment looms under every steeple
If lofty glances from lofty people
Can’t see past her scarlet letter
And we never even met her
He is running a hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction
“come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give
you rest.” Matthew 11:28
“here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My
voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they
with Me.” revelation 3:20
“brothers and sisters, if someone is caught in a sin, you who
live by the Spirit should restore that gently. But watch yourselves, or you
also may be tempted. carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will
fulfill the law of Christ.” Galatians
6:1-2
“When the scribes and Pharisees saw Him eating with the tax
collectors and sinners, they said to His disciples, “how is it that He eats and
drinks with tax collectors and sinners?” when Jesus heard it, He said to them,
those who are well have no need of a physician, but those who are sick. I did
not come to call the righteous, but sinners, to repentance.” Mark 2:16-17
Perhaps you’re not the one running away from hurt or some pain
towards danger. Perhaps there’s someone around you silently screaming to be
noticed, desperately wanting for someone to listen
and understand, without necessarily fixing what’s wrong. Listening, I’m
learning is an important weapon in helping a broken heart heal. Are you
watching? Paying attention? The signs? Personally, I become withdrawn when I’m
dealing with stuff…uninterested in things that used to give me life. I’m
usually quiet but I become knee-deep quiet.
So, pay attention to the souls around you. You could make such a
huge difference by helping someone from running to the wrong things. your kind
smile or words could save someone from falling into the deep end. we're not called as Christians to judge and point fingers at people who're lost..we're called to love them to life. I’m not
saying to go pry into people’s lives in order to lend a listening ear or be holy ghost jr. But have
the knack for noticing the silent signs…It could be a teenager in your
neighborhood… a girl in your school seeking the wrong attention by showing way
too much skin…let’s do well to be the hands and feet we’re called to be as the
body of Christ. let's not be so wrapped up in our own worlds.
We were wired to crave God, and anything we crave in His place
becomes an idol.
xoxo, gen.
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