Broken People by Sophia Buehler

Originally posted on 2/10/16

This was written by my daughter as she sat listening to some kids share about their lives in class! I wanted to share what she was inspired to write because it is this compassion I believe we as adults often become deaf and blind to as we grow older and more consumed with me and mine - in a culture FULL of me and mine. I was moved to tears and well, maybe you will be too or at least you might be challenged to stop and listen. What you may hear if you do might wreck you...Let it!

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Sophia Buehler

Everywhere you go they are there. Broken people from broken homes. They try so hard to conceal it, yet we see them shrouded in darkness asking, "Why?" But their cries are lost in the wind unless… we are listening. They have not always been this way. Once, they were not shattered fragments of people. They were whole. One could almost see the happiness radiating from them. They were wrapped in vibrant, pulsating colors. Now, those colors have faded leaving only shadows of grey, like a bad memory haunting them. On the streets, in the bus, all around, we see them-their radiance dull and faded. We’ve been sent though. We have been sent to guide them back into life, back to the One who can restore all they have lost, all they have left behind and so much more. Shattered people destined to be repaired. They are broken but Jehovah Rapha will mend them. These are the shattered, broken people of today’s world.

When your ears are open, you hear more. That is a fact. It is imperative that people who claim to live the cause, practice keeping their eyes and ears open for opportunities.