Making a Difference
Saturday, February 06, 2010
It is part of our human nature to want to make a difference, to feel like we are contributing something positive. This philanthropic trait runs deep in our desire to reach out a hand and pull up someone who is going through some hard times. Throughout our life we have those who need a hand up, we have those we walk along side of, and those who lift us up to our highest potential.
Through my years as a foster parent to special needs children, I'd think, I may not be in their life for long, so I want to make a solid investment everyday. I want them to know that someone cares. That to this person, in this moment, they are loved . . . just as they are, unconditionally, and I want them to feel beautiful.
When my son was going through his kidney transplant (due to a birth defect) in his teen years, he struggled with depression and subsequent drug and alcohol use, even though I didn't approve of his actions I wanted him to know I thought he was worth the fight. That I would fight for his health and wellness. That I would do what was in his best interest, even when he resented me for it. His wholeness and happiness was more important to me than anything. I just knew he was created for great things and was way underestimating his potential.
This past year I had the pleasure of meeting a young lady who was hurt, sad and fearful. She was living in the shadow of past hurts. This shadow kept her from seeing the true beauty she was created for. When I put a hand out to her, she was reluctant to accept it, she had been let down and hurt so many times. As I pulled her up I reassured her that 'it's okay, we are going to walk this path together, we will go slow". As the days passed, she learned that I wasn't trying to hurt her, I was here to help her heal. She learned that I was strong enough to lead her through the tough times. She learned that she could depend on me to do what I said I would do. As I learned more about her hurts, how she had believe some lies and misconceptions about who she was and what she was created for. I reassured her, nurtured her and taught her to nourish her soul. As she grew stronger, she began to blossom and unfold. With all that I had in me, I pushed her up closer to the sun so she could reach the fullness of her maturity and growth. As she stood on my shoulders, I could see she was the radiant beautiful woman that she was created to be, fully realizing her strength. I was glad to have been used to make a difference. What a wonderful blessing to realize that the greatest gift I have every been given, is the privilege to be me.
As women, we are so willing to unselfishly give out of the abundance of our hearts. We invest time, tenderness, caring, understanding, nourishment and resources. Please, don't overlook the young lady you were created to be. She is worth it. She is beautiful. She was uniquely created to do great things. She is strong. She is lovable. She is worth knowing. She is worth your time. She is worth the investment. Don't let her down. She is counting on you.