This group has amazed me. I leave gleeful, burdened, hopeful and exasperated.
Yep, all at the same time.
This night was no different. Even as I whispered to myself, "Be with" over and over again as I listened to the story, I wept in my heart.
Head down. Eyes turned. Beanie in his hand. Courageous beyond belief. He told of what it was like to be a three year old in an orphanage/foster home. He shared one memory. He was naughty so they sent him out in the dark to let the monsters get him because that is what happens to naughty boys. Monsters get them.
Monsters and demons have been after him every since. Terrorizing this little boy hidden behind the tough mask of this man. A man who adores his children. He wants the world for them and is terrified of that same world.
Incredibly humbled to be in this moment with him. With the group. I wish more then anything, they could see themselves, the way I see them. Strong. Brave. Courageous. Able beyond belief.
What about tomorrow? My care-taking, fix it, worry about it, anxiety ridden mind...begins to take over.
Until, I remember. It is my job to make the most of a single moment in time. One moment in the dark yard of an orphanage changed his life. Maybe one moment of acceptance and love can as well.
And I pray.
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