Monday, February 25, 2013

It is Hard Out There

I think I've written about this before, but events of the past 3 weeks have brought it back to the front. Last time I wrote about attending two funerals. My wife and I realized that together we've attended 5 funerals in about the last 6-7 weeks. That seems like a lot.

And last week, we attended a gathering of friends who wanted to pray and encourage one another about our kids. Turns out that many around are worried about the directions their kids are going, their addictions, health issues, their faith challenges and their overall lack of direction in their life. Several are just plain worried about the safety of their kids. Worrying about your kids is deep and serious stuff.

I had a conversation with a friend last summer about all the hurts that college kids struggle with as they come together on a campus from all kinds of different backgrounds. Some abused. Some unsure about themselves. Some from broken families. Some completely adrift and lost. I don't think I ever wrote about that on this site, but it made a big impact on me. This friend is in the trenches helping these kids and seeing it first hand every week. I've thought about it countless times since those conversations.

It just seems that there is more hurt around us than we realize, that when we come together in any setting with others, realize that there are ones around you who are hurting deeply or are gravely concerned about loved ones.

I've got to have eyes to see this. I've got to have the heart to help.

There is this wonderful song called Give Me Your Eyes by Brandon Heath that has the following words:

Looked down from a broken sky
Traced out by the city lights
My world from a mile high
Best seat in the house tonight
Touched down on the cold black top
Hold on for the sudden stop
Breath in the familiar shock
Of confusion and chaos
All those people going somewhere,
Why have I never cared?


Give me your eyes for just one second
Give me your eyes so I can see
Everything that I keep missing
Give me your love for humanity
Give me your arms for the broken hearted
Ones that are far beyond my reach.
Give me your heart for the ones forgotten
Give me your eyes so I can see

Step out on a busy street
See a girl and our eyes meet
Does her best to smile at me
To hide what's underneath
There's a man just to her right
Black suit and a bright red tie
Too ashamed to tell his wife
He's out of work
He's buying time
All those people going somewhere
Why have I never cared?
There is an another, older song by 4HIM called Ride of Life which has some similar thoughts.
The wheels of life are turnin'
I feel like I'm rollin' down this track
And I know down deep inside my heart
I can't look back
Though it's hard discerning the fiction from the fact
You led me to this truth and we hve made a pact
So as we go through highs and lows
And all those in between
It's good to know I'm not alone
On this big scream machine...


'Cause it's a rollercoaster ride of life
Lifts you up and lets you down
It's a rollercoaster ride of life
Spins you 'round and 'round and 'round
Heaven knows wherever you go,
I'll be right by your side,
On this rollercoaster, rollercoaster ride of life
Rollercoaster ride of life

So when I hear you callin'
'Cause you have hit your rotten low,
I will hold you to my side and I won't let you go
And when it seems you've fallen
'Cause life has got you on a road
I will take the wheel and hit the brakes,
We'll take it slow
And as we go through highs and lows
And all though in between
The Lord alone is in control
Of this big scream machine

Rollercoaster ride, rollercoaster a rollercoaster, rollercoaster ride
Comin' around, rollercoaster, a rollercoaster, comin' around
Life is another rollercoaster ride
The Lord is faithful,
He'll be right by your side on this...
Rollercoaster ride
Rollercoaster, rollercoaster ride of life
Rollercoaster, rollercoaster ride
Life is a rollercoaster..... 

The broken hearted, the ones forgotten, the ones who have lost jobs, the ones who have lost loved ones, the ones who are deeply concerned for their kids.

Give me the eyes to see and the heart to help. The Bold Life is Now... There is no Someday.


  1. Great reminder, Mark. Everyone has a story and every story matters.

    1. Summer,
      Thanks for stopping by and you are right that everyone has a story. We forget this so much. It is hard to imagine how Jesus felt looking out on the crowds all the time and knowing the hurts and stories.


  2. Give me your eyes is one of my favorite songs! It goes so well with your saying on your blog header. I've shared that with several people.

    1. It is a great song. Thanks for stopping by.