The news feed sucks me dry. My heart hits the floor as I utter what is becoming my most common prayer: “Jesus, come quickly.”
It takes all I have to respond some days. For it is so much easier to ignore another’s pain than to jump in and volunteer my heart to bleed.
Friends, God has laid it on my heart to pray this prayer lately. I’m striving to claim it as my own:
May God break my heart completely
so that the whole world falls in.
~ Mother Teresa
And He’s been reminding me to not walk away. I need to know when another heart has been battered. When someone I love has found themselves on the front lines. They’re so close to the action, victory does not shine bright on the horizon.
My soul longs to reach out to them. Because if there’s something I’ve learned through it all, there’s nothing quite like love.
Love is salve for the soul.
The gorilla glue of the heart.
It heals. Protects. Brings hope. Always. *
Social media has helped spread news like no other. Within minutes I can learn of a friend who is traveling on a road so rocky they need others to help renew their weary bones. And I can reach out by a simple press of a button.
Friends, it can give but can also take away. It connects us and yet offers the scapegoat of disconnect. And I’m starting to realize the sea of the internet is too vast. Words wash away as quick as a keystroke. I can extend my arm in love, but it gets swiped away with a simple scroll down.
And yet many of us still fear reaching out at all. We freeze at the thought because the words of encouragement we think of seem so minuscule.
Having been through enough pain personally, let me tell you honestly:
- It’s not your job to fix it.
- You don’t need the right words that magically make it all better.
- They want you to see them. See the ugly they are walking through. And love them through it.
My mind keeps going back to that prayer He’s laid on my heart. Because I want to mean it. Put it into action as far and as deep as a stay-at-home homeschooling mom can. And I catch a glimpse of a letter exchanged with our Compassion child and wonder…perhaps my world is larger than I thought.
Regardless, one thing is certain:
Love can be sprawled out across a page.
What if I were to extend my heart in a tangible way? Maybe I can show love through a lost art form…Can I let others know I see them and love them relentlessly even if we’re miles apart?
Let me tell you, friends, He is faithful. Slowly and surely (because He knows that’s the way I need it), He’s revealing the way to achieve it. And as of now? He’s showing me that the world He wants to fall into my heart is right here…within my very grasp.
They arrived in the mail a few days ago. I didn’t even have to stand in a crowded store aisle and peruse them.
As I looked through them, I could see faces of friends I haven’t seen in years. Sure I see them on the cold screen. I can tell you what their children wore their first day of school. But it’s been too long since I’ve hugged their neck. Touched them. Too long since we’ve exchanged our hearts in raw form.
What if I dropped them a card and told them what I see when I think of them? What if I wrote down the prayer I’ve promised to offer up on their behalf? I could send it off as a gift they could hold in their hands.
- Could I extend my heart that way?
- Could I show His love in something that simple?
- Would it expand His love in me?
Friends, I’m going to take this step. It’s a start. These cards are being sent…and I know this is such a small step. Only He knows where the next step will lead…
Father, break my heart completely so I can fit my whole world in…
How about you, friend? How do you manage to extend your heart to another? Especially one you might not share a time zone with. I’d love to hear.
Thanks for sharing your time with me.
* To read more of what love does, I Corinthians 13
PLEASE NOTE: Dayspring provided these cards for my review but did not tell me what to say. All opinions shared here are my own and were ones I just had to share with you. What can I say…I love Dayspring!