I looked at a human being with hardened eyes this week. My eyes were only an extension of an unyielding heart. The lady came in looking for food as she usually does. She takes whatever we give her and sometimes she sells it. I've told her that I can't keep helping her if she sells what we give her. But I'm no different. I have an expectation for her behavior in exchange for food. I have been freely given love and now I should freely give.
I have seen her at 3am strung out on heroin. She asked me to take her to the drive thru at McDonald s. She wanted a sandwich and some milk. The milk was for her stomach to settle the nauseousness caused by the heroin. She said she didn't want to keep doing what she was doing but couldn't stop herself. She's heard me talk about God and she listens. We prayed and she reclined the passenger seat and almost fell asleep. They gave us the food and milk and then she went home.
I have seen her when she was excited that she had gone a few days without her schizophrenic medicine. I'm not a doctor but something inside tells me that might not be her problem. Maybe she needs someone to esteem her so she feels valued. I think she uses this as an excuse to continue living in her cell of addiction.
I have seen her when she was bruised from domestic violence at the hands of a boyfriend. He is finally gone and she said she misses him. I told her that it is time to start a new life. I guess the pain of a beating is better than the suffering of loneliness.
I have seen her when she was so happy as she received the test results that revealed that she did not have AIDS. We talked about abstinence. Maybe it's worth the risk of disease to let someone hold you for a short while.
My patience and stamina were wearing thin this week. I suppose I can lean on that crutch of an excuse and I did but I'm going to stop now. This is not a treatise on self pity but rather a self examination regarding the seams of my soul. It seems like I have leaked some of the grace that I have been freely given. I'm not supposed to leak, I'm supposed to be pouring it out lavishly but I'm just trickling. I prefer to stay on the mountain top but that's not God's way. His truth is revealed in the valleys. I want love in my eyes regardless of the tediousness of the task that He has given me.
Sometimes in the midst of wanting to help so much we neglect our time with God. That's how I got to be where I am right now. One of my weaknesses is asking for help. Right now I'm only asking help in the form of prayer. Would you please pray that God sends workers for the harvest. I know that lady needs more than I have been giving her. I heard these words before and I still hear them now. Do you hear these words? "Whom shall I send?"
Thanks for your time. Go do something nice for somebody.
Bob Kuebler
YWAP Director
If you are looking for a speaker for parents or youth or both, please call us.
A Scholarship for a young person to attend a 3 day Wilderness Adventure in the Adirondack Mountains is valued at $185. We are a 501c3 and your donations are tax deductible. You may give online at:
http://www.gofundme.com/73te4
I have seen her at 3am strung out on heroin. She asked me to take her to the drive thru at McDonald s. She wanted a sandwich and some milk. The milk was for her stomach to settle the nauseousness caused by the heroin. She said she didn't want to keep doing what she was doing but couldn't stop herself. She's heard me talk about God and she listens. We prayed and she reclined the passenger seat and almost fell asleep. They gave us the food and milk and then she went home.
I have seen her when she was excited that she had gone a few days without her schizophrenic medicine. I'm not a doctor but something inside tells me that might not be her problem. Maybe she needs someone to esteem her so she feels valued. I think she uses this as an excuse to continue living in her cell of addiction.
I have seen her when she was bruised from domestic violence at the hands of a boyfriend. He is finally gone and she said she misses him. I told her that it is time to start a new life. I guess the pain of a beating is better than the suffering of loneliness.
I have seen her when she was so happy as she received the test results that revealed that she did not have AIDS. We talked about abstinence. Maybe it's worth the risk of disease to let someone hold you for a short while.
My patience and stamina were wearing thin this week. I suppose I can lean on that crutch of an excuse and I did but I'm going to stop now. This is not a treatise on self pity but rather a self examination regarding the seams of my soul. It seems like I have leaked some of the grace that I have been freely given. I'm not supposed to leak, I'm supposed to be pouring it out lavishly but I'm just trickling. I prefer to stay on the mountain top but that's not God's way. His truth is revealed in the valleys. I want love in my eyes regardless of the tediousness of the task that He has given me.
Sometimes in the midst of wanting to help so much we neglect our time with God. That's how I got to be where I am right now. One of my weaknesses is asking for help. Right now I'm only asking help in the form of prayer. Would you please pray that God sends workers for the harvest. I know that lady needs more than I have been giving her. I heard these words before and I still hear them now. Do you hear these words? "Whom shall I send?"
Thanks for your time. Go do something nice for somebody.
"Find new ways,
in as many ways,
in more excellent ways,
on all of your days,
to show love."
Bob Kuebler
YWAP Director
Youth With A Purpose
In School & After School
In The Mountains & In The Hood
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Buffalo, New York 14204
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"All Children Are Gifted"
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A Scholarship for a young person to attend a 3 day Wilderness Adventure in the Adirondack Mountains is valued at $185. We are a 501c3 and your donations are tax deductible. You may give online at:
http://www.gofundme.com/73te4