I saw this guy walking by me the other day. His eyes were glazed over, he moved about like a trained robot, hardly looking up to greet the world with his face. The glazed over look made it seem like he was almost absent minded, like he was there but he wasn’t really there. I know what you are thinking, drugs or alcohol play a major role in this guys life, no, there is more it then that.
This guy looked like no one cared, like no one was encouraging him. Wondering if anyone else noticed him, noticed the emptiness that he was feeling. Constantly searching for something to be happy about, to follow ones direction, to be encouraged. Everywhere he turned he found nothing, emptiness was upon him.
I know this man, this man was me.
I wrote this six months ago. At a time when I felt alone and empty. Needless to say I share it with you today because I feel like we have all seen this man or women. Maybe they go to our church, live in our neighborhood, stand behind the starbucks counter, or live in your house. At some point or another our lives cross paths with this individual. We get the chance to breathe life and passion into their soul. I think today we all get this chance…we will be life givers or life takers?