“I sing my sorrows and paint my joy.” – Joni Mitchell
And he who had received the five talents came forward, bring five talents more, saying, “Master, you delivered to me five talents; here I have made fiver talents more.” His master said to him, “Well done, good and faithful servant. You have been faithful over a little; I will set you over much. Enter into the joy of your master.” – Matthew 25:20-21
Heal: “alleviate (a person’s distress or anguish)” – New Oxford American Dictionary
There’s hurt in this world. Some of us see it every day, some rarely look. But we all come across it at points in our lives. Whether in a show on TV, a friend at work, or a family member. People hurt. We all hurt at times. It’s part of life. A sad part. But hurt doesn’t have to define. It doesn’t have to control or manipulate. It doesn’t have to have the affect we think it does. Why? Because we are not powerless beings. No, we don’t have the ability to eradicate hurt. Not even close. But we do have the power to heal. And it’s not as hard or as complicated as we might think. The healing starts with a decision. It’s not a hard one. It’s not even as hard as deciding what to pack in a suitcase. One decision. That decision is to look. To look hurt straight in the face. Because when we decide to look hurt straight in the face it pulls out of us something. Care. You see, instead of seeing hurting people we often look at the “losers” on the sidewalk. Instead of seeing wounds we look at the results. A beggar, a drug addict, a divorce, or maybe even tears staring back at in you the mirror. We were built to care for wounds and the hurt they cause. But it takes work. Too often we pass by that work and assuage our feelings with reasoning. We reason to ourselves that people get themselves into their own messes, so they can get themselves out. We reason to ourselves that anyone who really wants a job could get one, but it’s easier to ask for a handout. We reason and reason and reason. But it’s not working is it? People don’t always just pull themselves up by the bootstraps. They don’t always recover from addiction. And they don’t always bounce back from abuse. That’s where we come in. People helping people. Because there’s power in a touch, in a feel, in a care. And do you know where that power comes from. It was given to us by our Creator. Helping others isn’t something that evolves. Empathy doesn’t just build over generations. Compassion doesn’t spring forth from nothing. They come from a created heart. It doesn’t make sense to care about others. How can risking ourselves for a penniless stranger be good for us? It won’t make us rich all by itself. It won’t give us health or nourish our bodies. It won’t necessarily help us be happier either. But it’s our job. And that’s what it comes down to sometimes. We were built for this, whether it’s healthy, or fun, or what we want to do. We were built to care. We were built to heal. And so…
We pray… “Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me.” – Psalm 51-10
God promises… “I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh.” – Ezekiel 36:26
Daily Journaling Questions:
- How did I help someone in kindness today?
- What did I learn today?
- What am I thankful for?
- Who did I love today?
- What am I dreaming of?
- What about today do I want to remember forever?
- What are my goals for tomorrow?
Thanks for reading,