Sunday, November 14, 2010

Loving the Broken

There's this thing that happens to me and I believe God made me this way on purpose.
There are certain people towards which I feel overwhelmingly connected to, without reason. I am ultra emotional (haha) and maybe this is a way that it plays out, but just through compassion and empathy and care. If you asked my friends, how many times I've said "Oh my goodness, I just love that person," they'd tell you I say that pretty much everyday. And these people aren't my best friends. Mostly they are people I hardly know, but I just can't help but love them. But it's deeper then, "Oh that person's cool." It's like "I love you." I don't know how else to put it.
There is another type of love I have though for people. Example, this guy I know told me that he was having a hard time, and I could just see the hurt on his face and it broke my heart, like I want to cry now just thinking about it. It just get ingrained on my heart, I get emotionally involved that way that I feel a degree of their pain and it consumes me. I just need to help them, I need to do something, most of the time there's not a lot I can do - but there's always something you can do - pray. Because once I realize that I can't do anything that will matter or heal or change or fix someone else's problem, I go to the guy who is all powerful. Who can do anything. I truly believe that.
I think this is the kind of response that comes from the Holy Spirit inside of me. It pours out and then overflows, and I can't make it happen or stop it either. It's just the kind of love that Jesus inspires. It is what He stands for, what He is. He is loving the broken, and feeling their pain and doing what you can to help them.
But I am not the healer. He is the healer. I am only His instrument.