The tender-hearted teenage boy longs for affirmation and a place of belonging as his peers ridicule him for his heightened maturity and sensitivity. I place my hand on his shoulder and share with him that he is gifted as a silent leader, blessed with a quick conscience and a deep love for others.
I'm struck with doubt that my words and time will mean anything tomorrow.
You invited me into your home, looked me in the eye with sincere concern, and asked, "How's your courage my friend?"
I press forward and look UP.
A young woman turns to her drug again after a substantial period of sobriety and contemplates taking her life. I pray for her and contact a friend who can relate requesting her to speak with with the discouraged woman.
I question whether anything I did will help.
You boxed up and set aside a lunch for me today when you noticed I was held up in a work meeting.
I press forward and look UP.
The 8-year old boy with a brain tumor needs words of hope as he counts down his days on one hand. I pray with a group of others telling God that I do not understand his ways and request a miracle.
I feel discouraged and angry.
You noticed I was stressed and prayed that I would find peace today.
I press forward and look UP.
A young man grows discouraged as he feels he doesn't quite measure up to draw the attention of the girl he loves. I smile with empathy and assured him that he has a lot to offer the right woman at the right time.
I grow distracted wondering if I could believe such counsel.
You invite me for a walk and point out the beauty surrounding us.
I press forward and look UP.
The charitable couple passionately dedicate their lives to serving others while feeling torn as their own family suffers a deficit of time, money, and energy. I tell them what an inspiration they are and plan a special dinner.
I wonder whether a person can give too much, questioning the value of service.
You baked fresh cookies and told me that you need my help eating them.
I press forward and look UP.
A beautiful young woman struggles to believe that anyone could love her unconditionally after numerous scaring relationships. I attempt to assure her that she is a dear friend that is greatly loved by many.
I feel sick thinking of how I may have scared others and fear that my loving words have fallen cheap.
You sent me a text today saying that you miss me and are have been thinking about me.
I press forward and look UP.
