it makes my heart hurt when i actually get to know people and i find out how much they are actually hurting. i wish i could do something to help people, but the only thing i am capable of doing is feeling sad. a hug doesn't really fix much anyway. i wish that there was something i could do to help. and then, we spin out of conversations on kissing and alcohol to conversations on God and childhood loneliness. it makes me so sad to hear about people growing up truly believing that no one cared for them.
and it just makes me imagine that for every person spilling their story in the lobby tonight, there are hundreds more that feel exactly the same way. it makes me feel strangely privileged to have led a life where i didn't feel at all unloved.
i've felt completely loved. in pretty much every possible way.
and it makes me feel like that as the Church we have gotten apathetic and haven't been doing our job to love people. when people are looking at the Church as a group of people to support them in their darkest time and we fail, what kind of message are we sending out about the love of Christ?
because He was the greatest example of love of all.