Shattered Dreams and Tattered Lives

Look behind the well groomed lives and painted faces, and you will see shattered dreams and tattered lives. No one dared ever imagine being there, most not even knowing how they got there. 

In every place I see despairing hearts and starving souls, some burying the pain so deep that they have reckoned the numbness to be happiness. The knowing seers are silent, not wishing to expose the horror of the fullness of the others' pain lest it become the final blow. 

Everywhere I see hidden sadnesses etched in the faces behind the carefully constructed lives. In each place,  seers offer prayers for these struggling ones whose dreams have been ravaged by the circumstances of life. 

See that one who struggles endlessly, not wanting to yet fully die? Look into that face and see the little boy or girl of five whose hopes and aspirations were brimming with life and hope.

Ours is not to know every story. Ours is not to see them as only in this time and space. Ours is to pray for them to be lifted by God's redeeming Grace.

His strength is made perfect in our weakness and He is close to the brokenhearted. 

Pray that they will taste and see that the Lord is good.