God showed me what it means to break my heart for what breaks His. 

Last week Myself and two others went for a run around the city and had 6miles on our minds. 

Now as you walk or run around the city you see many homeless people and/or those who are passed out from using drugs or walking around with what I would call a “fragile” unhealthy body. So many that we would love to stop for but unfortunately we are unable to help everyone. We can direct them to organizations like Ciudad Refugio and pray for them but they still have the freedom of choice. 

That being said, as we were running, we saw a man crawling on the street with a blanket. My first reaction to be honest was that he was like the others- something I have become familiar to see. But as we passed him and looked back we looked at his face. He had a swollen black and blue eye, his face was bleeding and somewhat deformed. Honestly I think we were in a bit of shock. I personally didn’t know what to do. One of the women I was running with prayed for healing over him and then we continued to run. 

I didn’t want to share this story because I was personally ashamed of it. Why didn’t we stop and at least get him some help? As we continued to run, my heart was heavy and I wanted to break down and cry. I couldn’t stop thinking about him. We decided to continue to run and that we would go back for him after which we did but he wasn’t there. 

We looked all around because he couldn’t have gone far in his condition. I am believing that God sent others to help him. To give him some aid. I am believing that not many other people ran past him and brought him some water and comfort. 

Tuesday was a hard day for me. Anytime I talked about this man, I couldn’t even bare the pain. I will never forget his face but not stopping was weighing a lot on me. 

I talked to one of my leaders about it and she gave me great insight that I am working through. 

1: The best thing to do is bring it to God. He doesn’t want me to carry this burden. I need to give this situation to him especially because there isn’t anything I can do about it now. He has control of every situation and will take care of that man. 

2: I can ask God for forgiveness. I can be freed from this shame that I feel for not stopping. I am only human and I know God doesn’t want me to feel guilty or shame. 

I can also ask him to give me another chance to talk to this man if that is in his plans

3: this was a learning moment…that I must allow myself to be INTERRUPTIBLE. That my own schedule or agenda cannot come before honoring God or serving/loving his people.   

4: I can pray for this mans healing and that he is in safe hands, being confident that again, God is in control. 

4: God is in the process of answering my prayer…my prayer for him to break my heart for His people. To see people the way he does. 

5: Throughout the race, I am going to see many things where my heart is going to break. I most likely won’t be able to change the circumstance or situation but I can Love! I can serve! And I can bring hope and freedom by telling people about Jesus! 

After I brought it to God, he instantly lifted the heaviness and I felt at peace. He took away my cares and worries. If you ever fwel anxious, worried or burdened…try praying About it and talking to god 🙂