I'm not sure how this post will turn out, but, I am just going to go with the flow!
Don't pass me by ... I am hurt and have been rejected by so many.
Don't pass me by ... My marriage is falling a part and I am without hope.
Don't pass me by ... I am a single-mother trying to work, raise my kids and make it to the next day.
Don't pass me by ... I am thinking about taking my life.
Don't pass me by ... I have been abused.
Don't pass me by ... My life is a mess and I still haven't met this God everyone speaks about.
Don't pass me by, don't pass me by, don't pass me by ...
Recently, I have been meeting a lot of new people and listening to their stories. They are not famous and you probably will never read about them in the daily headlines; but, believe it or not, you have met them. These women; they are me, they are you, they are the ladies that you pass everyday in the hall on your job. They are the ones you stand in line with at Walmart, they are the ladies that we pull our car up behind theirs in the school car-line, the women that we sit by in the nail and hair salon, the women we workout next to, the women that we meet for lunch, the women that we are in the waiting room with at the doctor's office, the women we worship next to in church. They are the women, we have passed by, day after day and didn't say hello or offer to lend a helping hand to. They are broken, angry, depressed, numb and without hope!
The world around us has become so busy and self-absorbed. We are running late to appointments, commuting to meetings, carpooling kids to school, dashing home to make a 30 minute meal, jumping from lane to lane at the grocery store; hoping that they will open another lane so we can get out of the store quickly and through all of it, we forget that we live in a world that is actually not revolved around us and we forget to connect with others. I am not trying to be poetic in today's post, I just have this on my heart and I am reflecting on; when I was the woman wounded by rejection and searching for love, I was the wife holding on to the threads of what was left of my marriage, I was the single-mom who was stressed out and depressed because I felt like a failure as a parent, I was the teenager who wanted to commit suicide, I was the girl torn down by the words of others, I was the one who was passed by and no one decided to stop.
I just want to encourage you today; step out of your world, shake up your comfort zone and stop the person that you are passing by and encourage them with a hello, a smile, a sentence of encouragement; letting them know, they can make it. Take your coworker to lunch and share with her the hope of Christ. We don't need to be perfect to share with someone what the Lord has done in our life. I think about where would I be today, had Jesus passed me by. And I don't say that in a religious tone. Really, where would I be if the Lord didn't take a moment and acknowledge me. Where would I be had my friends not invited me to the Awana's program at their church when I was a kid and that's where I first learned about Jesus. At 21 years old, being a struggling single-mom, I wouldn't have remembered that He (the Lord) existed. The next time you are in line at the store, stop the busyness and offer the person behind you to go ahead of you, your generosity will speak volumes to the person that has been hurt and rejected. Throughout this week, lets share our stories of connection.
Remember, surrender all ...
Tynisha
Don't pass me by ... I am hurt and have been rejected by so many.
Don't pass me by ... My marriage is falling a part and I am without hope.
Don't pass me by ... I am a single-mother trying to work, raise my kids and make it to the next day.
Don't pass me by ... I am thinking about taking my life.
Don't pass me by ... I have been abused.
Don't pass me by ... My life is a mess and I still haven't met this God everyone speaks about.
Don't pass me by, don't pass me by, don't pass me by ...
Recently, I have been meeting a lot of new people and listening to their stories. They are not famous and you probably will never read about them in the daily headlines; but, believe it or not, you have met them. These women; they are me, they are you, they are the ladies that you pass everyday in the hall on your job. They are the ones you stand in line with at Walmart, they are the ladies that we pull our car up behind theirs in the school car-line, the women that we sit by in the nail and hair salon, the women we workout next to, the women that we meet for lunch, the women that we are in the waiting room with at the doctor's office, the women we worship next to in church. They are the women, we have passed by, day after day and didn't say hello or offer to lend a helping hand to. They are broken, angry, depressed, numb and without hope!
The world around us has become so busy and self-absorbed. We are running late to appointments, commuting to meetings, carpooling kids to school, dashing home to make a 30 minute meal, jumping from lane to lane at the grocery store; hoping that they will open another lane so we can get out of the store quickly and through all of it, we forget that we live in a world that is actually not revolved around us and we forget to connect with others. I am not trying to be poetic in today's post, I just have this on my heart and I am reflecting on; when I was the woman wounded by rejection and searching for love, I was the wife holding on to the threads of what was left of my marriage, I was the single-mom who was stressed out and depressed because I felt like a failure as a parent, I was the teenager who wanted to commit suicide, I was the girl torn down by the words of others, I was the one who was passed by and no one decided to stop.
I just want to encourage you today; step out of your world, shake up your comfort zone and stop the person that you are passing by and encourage them with a hello, a smile, a sentence of encouragement; letting them know, they can make it. Take your coworker to lunch and share with her the hope of Christ. We don't need to be perfect to share with someone what the Lord has done in our life. I think about where would I be today, had Jesus passed me by. And I don't say that in a religious tone. Really, where would I be if the Lord didn't take a moment and acknowledge me. Where would I be had my friends not invited me to the Awana's program at their church when I was a kid and that's where I first learned about Jesus. At 21 years old, being a struggling single-mom, I wouldn't have remembered that He (the Lord) existed. The next time you are in line at the store, stop the busyness and offer the person behind you to go ahead of you, your generosity will speak volumes to the person that has been hurt and rejected. Throughout this week, lets share our stories of connection.
Remember, surrender all ...
Tynisha
Amen "DON'T PASS ME BY" so well put and said. We have all been hurt in some way or form. I too think about wherr would I be if Jeus passed me by. I will be sure to encourage someone today just because they have had a bad day. Thank you so much for sharing.
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