Have you ever stared into the eyes of a desperate soul and for a single, solitary moment connected so deeply and intensely to their personal suffering that it left you profoundly burdened?
This troubled sense rapidly swarms in on you like a dense invisible fog of heaviness. The shock of it stuns you into a motionless lapse of time. You know when it happens because as the air lightens and you transport back to reality the only remaining evidence of it occurring is the overwhelming desire to do something.
At first glance you might confuse this aching with guilt because your life seems so blessed in comparison. But, an intentional push past “you” reveals that this experience is of the supernatural kind. Behind this impressionable affliction lies a calling… a divine awakening to address the needs of another.
I personally experience this with the homeless. I have a biting urge to talk to these people as if life was completely normal and an even stronger compulsion to reach out and physically place my hands on them. I need them to know that I don’t see dirty or lacking, but beautiful, accepted and totally deserving of common touch and conversation without judgment or condemnation. Along with their very basic needs for shelter and food is the longing to simply feel loved.
Isn’t it awesome how God has a way of forcibly invading us? He taps into our core, tinkers around and leaves behind a passionate burden within us to move. That’s the blessing you know…
--That He chooses us to go for Him at all.
--That we get a front row seat to His work in and around us.
--That we are an extension of His love for the lost.
--And, that we get a glimpse of Him in the eyes of the helpless.
His word commands us to…
Carry each other's burdens (Galatians 6:2) and to love one another. ( John 13:34)
Some things of God are a vast mystery, but others, such as these commands, He made crystal clear.
Following is another beautiful song by Matthew West called “My Little World.” I thought it made a nice ending to this post...