Alone and Frustrated

As I was going into class on Friday, I noticed someone leaning against the wall. Getting closer to the door, he briefly glanced up in the midst of his frustration.  I wanted to speak to him, but I had to get to class.  I couldn't help but wonder what made him get off by himself in a corner.

I looked back and noticed he had resumed the same position as before, leaning into the wall with his head in his hands.  I wondered how many other people had passed him by without a second thought?  His face still lingers in my mind today, void of all hope.  That's not a good place to be, my friends.

How many of us have been in that same situation?  Feeling miserable about life and the world in general.  How many have rushed by someone in need, not bothering to care?  I know the power of words.  They have the power to heal.  Even a smile can make a world of difference for someone.

I don't know if that guy has a relationship with God.  I don't even know if he has anyone in his life to encourage him and tell him things will get better, even if it doesn't seem that way right now.  I'm so thankful that I'm surrounded by people who love me enough to encourage me on the hard days and not turn a blind eye.

Find someone to encourage today.  I guarantee you'll find someone if you take the time.


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