Stinkin' thinkin' goin' on...ugh. Guess we know who and what that's all about.
I gotta say I have to agree with some of it because the proof is pretty clear. However, I have to choose to focus elsewhere. Do I focus on the people in my life who left when I needed them most or the ones who walked in and stayed when I needed them most? The latter.
Do I focus on the gawkers who merely observe my life and say nothing or the ones who tune in and actually reach in and take the time to say something to me now and then? Definitely the reachers. God would approve of them.
Is it pity I need? No, I need what everyone else seems to need and seems to get when they are struggling and feeling as I do. I have been there for people when they were hurting. I took flowers. I sent cards. I prayed. I called. I delivered donuts. Why should I feel alone?
It brings me back to my buddy George. He was an older man, a customer we loved from the office way back from my working days. Spoke so quickly I had to concentrate to keep up with him! He took a special interest in me, a young girl at the time. He always brought me some sort of fruit or treat, told me cute jokes and was the sweetest man to his dear wife Theresa, also a sweetheart. When she passed, he actually left her ashes with me to have some special labels made for the containers...long story, the point being, this man trusted me. He was what I would call a pure heart. They were never able to have children, and their money was all set to go to charity when he passed. He was a top exec at GM back in the day, as he put it, so he was pretty comfortable. As his health failed, he became increasingly tired and unable to do the things around his home that he used to do. All the people that he had always helped were suddenly nowhere in sight. I always wondered why. He would never allow himself to complain too much, but every now and then, I could see the hurt and confusion. Years later after I left the office and George moved in with his sister, we tried to keep in touch through Christmas cards. His sister, thinking we were after his money, would not give us information about his health and whereabouts when he became ill. He eventually passed away, but without people like us knowing. I hope George wasn't sitting around wondering where I was all that time he was sick. I guess now he would know and understands.
But I know certain people have email and text and other means of communication and just don't bother. Question is, how can I not let it bother/hurt me?
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Psalm 55:12 For it was not an enemy that reproached me; then I could have borne it: neither was it he that hated me that did magnify himself against me; then I would have hid myself from him: 13 But it was thou, a man mine equal, my guide, and mine acquaintance.
Miss Jami
All trailblazers (whom you are) end up alone some time or another. All Christians have felt betrayed during their walk in Christ by a brother, or sister just as Christ felt and experienced in the garden of Gethsemane. The healing in our souls will manifest when we do as it says in Matt. 5:44 But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you. - Is this hard to do? Yes, absolutely. Does it take courage? Yes! A lot of digging deep down in our hearts to find the character needed to BE in Christ during the feelings of betrayal and loneliness. We live in a solipsistic society and finding human warmth and unconditional acceptance is difficult and most likely unattainable. So, the result is the empty feelings and thinking there are no real friendship in life. You will come through this time of difficulty in your life and you will see that you are a mighty woman of God that the devil fears so much. You are that mighty person right now. For in Him we live, and move, and have our being. Father, in Jesus name, I ask you to give miss Jami the power and help to pray for all those who have left her alone. I thank you Lord, that you will never leave miss Jami or forsake her. Amen! Blessings sister.
Dear Jami, I so understand what you are going through. I have no easy words for you. Loneliness is a hard path, especially when you've given so much of ourselves to others. I pray that people start reaching out to you. People who should be. In the meantime, I wish I lived closer. I'd bring some donuts and coffee or tea and sit and chat. I'll keep you in my prayers. "God I lift up Jami to you. I pray that you would lift her up in the midst of headaches, and all the other difficulties she experiences. I pray that you would bring people into her life to encourage her and ease the loneliness. God, remind those around her of her need. And the most important thing Lord, may she find her strength in you. May she know you love her deeply Lord. In Jesus name and by the power of the Holy Spirit Amen.
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