Butterflies usually spend the night under leaves or in crevices.
Maybe in the grass.
But on my front porch wall?
Under a light?
In the yellow glow of the porch light, I took several photographs.
He was all alone.
Many people are like that—-separated from where they should be.
Isolated and alone.
Not part of a loving family, but part of a dysfunctional one.
That sounds so negative….and it is.
Yet so many people have grown up in just these circumstances.
With that kind of life being all that they knew, it seems normal to continue that kind of existence.
As adults, a loving family where members appreciate and affirm one another seems like a fairy tale.
Isolated and alone, you can find these barren people living apart from most close interaction with others.
Going to work every day.
Coming home for a date with a simple meal and a t.v. screen.
When the weariness of the day finally catches up to them, they fall asleep, only to wake the next morning to do it all again.
Why, that’s for other people, not them, they think.
He probably wouldn’t want them, anyway.
The fear of being shunned and rejected by hypocritical busy bodies holds a strong grip on they minds.
How could it ever change for these precious souls?
It can start with a smile.
A smile that shows a glimmer of hope.
Hope that something could be different.
A smile, a listening ear and a genuine interest in their life.
God’s love through you.
From there, an invitation to church or a Bible study.
A chance to be accepted.
A new beginning as part of a family–God’s family.
A place to begin to trust.
A place to really discover that God does want them.
Do you see them?
Isolated and alone……..
I waited patiently for God to help me; then he listened and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the pit of despair, out from the bog and the mire, and set my feet on a hard, firm path, and steadied me as I walked along.
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