Who will go into the pain
Who will go and sit
where there is death
where there is brokenness
where there is helplessness
where there are no answers
Who will be there when they
Come crawling for help?
Bring their dead?
Who will listen
maybe there is
help He wants to give
a solution
healing
Who will
give the help
do what needs to be done
say the words
Who will go there
and not hold back
Who will be
Jesus
in those situations
Not running from
the uncertainty
the risk of spectacle
the consequences
the personal cost
Jesus, forgive me. I have held back. Sometimes, I have been so unwilling, so not like You. Somehow I didn't believe You would come through. My eyes were blinded to what was really important. You wanted to do good, but I refused to be the one through whom You would bless. And in the end, we all lost out.
(from--reflections on Mt. 9:18-26, my own life and times I did not help, and the things J.Z. faced today, in the course of reaching out to help; Dedicated to you J.Z.--you've chosen a profession of being willing for this, this day is why you were there...may you be renewed and strengthened as you have gone, given, and grieved with Jesus.)
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