A male volunteer joined me and we sat and listened as our new friend, "Alfred" shared his heart. He told us how he had family that climdd to be Christian but when he asked them to buy a suit for him they said that they had children in college and couldn't. He said that if they don't do another thing he askes of them he WILL kill them and see them in hell... I asked him to look me and the eyes and tell me if he really wants to murder them... He avoided doing that by looking me in the the eyes and telling me that asking a man to repeat himself is disrespecting him.... As I shared with him that my intention was not out of disrespect but out of seeing that he asked to open up to us and share him pain, I began to cry and his heart beat slowed and softened. He asked why I was crying. I told him how I knew that God had plans for him and I didn't believe that deep in his heart he wanted to kill his family.
I have seen this furry in the eyes of many and I have felt it in my own flesh. The only way I know to deal with it is holding on to the courage and purposefully reflecting the LOVE that I myself have been graced with. We are called to live in this wold and not of it. This man is not so different than me. My thoughts are not always pure and holy... We spoke of purposely acting in love rather than reacting out of fear and pain.
