If you care, then... you will sign this petition. Or call your lawmaker. Run this race. Or bring me dinner. If you care, you would have called me. You would have known what I needed. I shouldn't have to tell you what to do. If only you cared.
When we're in low places, it's hard to not sink even lower when our expectations of support are not met. Our hearts yearn to be known and we hope those who express their love for us come close when we're in need. Although we may want to pull away, we need them to press in.
But sometimes they don't. And then we're hurt.
We can't see they don't know how to sit in grief or support someone through loss. We don't empathize with their struggle to genuinely comfort after a diagnosis or disappointing news. We can't see past our own struggle to recognize they're in one too. We lose our sense of responsibility to communicate what we need.
Our grace flies out the window.
And then instead of looking for who is around, we instead look at the void. We stare at it like a hockey fight that just broke out on the ice - part of us says look away but our eyes are fixed on the chaos. We'd rather feel hurt and disappointed for awhile then see the good.
This void will only grow darker unless we're willing to put our eyes on something different. If we look at the light around us, if we find the helpers, we will start to feel known. We'll realize we were never really alone and there's always been at least one person who cares. It just takes faith to see Him.
Cast your cares on the LORD and he will sustain you; he will never let the righteous be shaken. Psalm 55:22
When you're going through a hard time, do you look only to man to provide comfort?