embrace.
I think of hard things. things that are uncomfortable.
things that push at my comfortable boundaries.
things I don't want to do. things that stretch, transform, change how you think or do.
I go into them with great trepidation. not wanting to embrace the moment. to see its potential. to see how the hard things can transform.
can beautify a life when that hard thing has been entrusted to God's hands, is a part of His Blessing of His Will.
I dont want to hold it close, acknowledge its hardness, its roughness, its comfortable to embrace something rough and sharp to the touch.
But what if I don't?
those hard things we see in the world, in our town, our backyard. where ever they be.
these children who are lost. wanting, needing family, cause they are gone, or broken down into chaos. children, women, men, hungry, dying on streets. the wars, the bombings, sudden destruction of lives.
the lonely, the one everyone passes by who is dying to be noticed and loved.. the kid picked on mercilessly for looking different. That same, thankless job every day that is hard work that leaves you feeling defeated. the grieving.
what if whatever one God calls us to notice, we respond?
we embrace that moment that has us swallowing the fear and stepping out in faith.
What then?
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