How are you doing?
How are you doing
I ask with care
and concern for the one who is
sick
bereaved
without work
alone
exhausted
scared
burdened
afraid
injured
hungry
frighteded
ill in mind
the separated
divorced
abandonded
over worked
over exteneded
the lost
the poor
the single
the emotionally damaged
the childless
parent-less
hopeless
strugglers
sinners
the weak
How are you doing?
It seems easy to ask these words
far harder to hear
to really listen
to the countless lives
broken and bruised
as the living meander through trials
so deep
so painful
How are you doing?
It is easy to recognise and easier to hear
about the broken leg
than the broken heart.
there are things to do
after all...
take a meal
some flowers
a card
a visit
send a prayer letter
give the details
there is obvious healing
in time
this is the aim
in this life
after all
to be healed and whole is an admirable persuit
nobody likes a
drifter
struggler
limper
loner
sinner
the one who is often
sad
alone
angry
worried
anxious
afraid
hopeless
lost
nobody cares.....
really cares........
But
those wounds that pierce deep within
so deep that to those on the outside
they remain hidden and invisible
to those who weep
inside
who long for someone to say
How are you?
it is far easier and admirable to love those who obviously hurt
than to walk a lifetime with those who really need it.
I heard of a home church yesterday.
at first my self-ritgheous ness scoffed
there are so many home this and home that you see
and yet
and yet....
when the man explainedthe what and why of this home church
aahh!
I see.
the church exists for the lost
the hopeless
the emotionally
wounded
the spiritually lame
the sad
the tatooed
the smokers and drinkers
the strugglers
those passing through
those who dont 'belong' in church
(I understand now.
and
felt ashamed
for being so judge mental.)
these stragglers
need Jesus too
so...
How are you... really?
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