| Too many times in life. You have someone hurting. Pretending to be happy. During the day they smile. At night they cry, Tears of despair. Crying until the tears drown them inside. They wait for acknowledgement. Waiting to see if anyone has noticed their pain., Not knowing, what to say. Or who to say it to . They go on living, on the outside. While they are dying on the inside. One day the pain becomes unbearable. They look around for a friend, to talk to . Remembering that... had some hurts. They go to ... thinking they will understand. I can talk to them. Not relizing that ... is still ashamed of the pain they had. There are lots of people in pain. Alot of people need help. Weather its money, emotional, or physical. But they are afraid to speak up. Thinking noone will care. Noone would believe them. Noone would understand. Some times they don't, because of what somone will think. Some hurts leave invisible scars. Noone can see them, but you know its there. Emotional hurts, feels if your heart is broken. Physical hurts, can leave you with a small blemish, broken bones, or a permanent scar. Some hurts can leave you crippled emotionally and physically. Some hurts will cause you to lose your life. Think to yourself. Am I hurting? If the answer is yes. Then how bad is your hurt. If you can look in the mirror. And say I accept myself, I respect myself, I love myself. If you can't say these things. Then you are hurting. It doesn't matter, if the hurt is old or new. What matters is that you are hurting. And that hurt is stopping you from loving yourself. You need to take the time our to heal yourself. If you are not one to talk. Then get a piece of paper and write down your hurts, old and new. Then day by day, pick one hurt to go over it and decide. Is this hurt bad enough for me not to love myself. If no then that is one less hurt you have. Every night pray for the Lord to take away your hurt. To help you understand it. Erase the hurt from the paper and your life. Then write down one thing you love about yourself. Do this until all the hurts are gone. Or at least until you can say I love me again. If you are one of the ones. Without any hurts. How many times, someone tried to talk to you. They are hurting inside. The pain can be seen on the outside. But you turn around, and say I'm busy. The person, was dying inside. And now they have died. Afraid noone would listen. Too late to tell them they was right. That was one, you could have saved. Too ashamed to acknowledge your own hurt. Next time you are too busy. Think what if the Lord said, I'm busy. Of if he said, I can't listen to you right now. What would you do? Myself, I am glad the Lord is never too busy. To hear my prayers. To heal my hurts. The Lord wasn't too busy to save us. Let us not be too busy to save someone else. |
