Worrying = Praying

As I got to thinking tonight, I could not get a dear friend of my off my mind. For those of you who know me, you know when I care about someone, I care about them a whole lot. It’s come to a point where no matter what they have done to me, I still care about them and love them (whether or not this is a good thing).

A friend of mine, whom I sure wouldn’t even call me a friend, and I used to be great friends. Then things started to fall apart in our relationship. We started to get into fights over stupid things, and our relationship slowly faded (yes, I know, bad example of a Christian, but hey, nobody’s perfect). After we stopped talking, do to business and disagreements, I found out from a mutual friend about some things going on in her life. I watched as I saw her life fall apart, and her smiles started fading.

She was so out of reach and I felt completely helpless. So, I started a mission with myself. I often saw her walking down the street and often times she looked completely down and depressed. Whenever I would see her, I would pray for her and as I drove by, I would smile at her. Most of the time, she would simply look right past me and ignore it and look down, or stare at me with painful eyes, as though she was begging for help, but was so out of my reach.

About two months ago, I was driving down the road, and I saw her walking. I smiled real big at her and made eye contact and to my complete surprise, she smiled back! I was shocked and blown away with the fact that she smiled back. But yet, I still see the pain in her eyes, and the way she has decided to take her life and it kills me to watch this.

Long story short, as I sat here tonight worrying about all that was going on with her and what she doing with her life, I was reminded of the power of prayer. This is totally and completely out of my reach, but yet I serve an amazing God who is listening to everything I am saying and is in control of everything that’s going on. He knows what’s going on in her life better than I do by all means.

So I’ve made a commitment to myself to make sure to pray for her often. Although I may not be able to talk to her or connect with her, I can pray for her. Pray that God would open her eyes and that she would be able to see just who He is in the midst of whatever is going on with her right now. And now as I realize all of this is completely out of my reach, I am leaving it in the care and keeping of God. I know He’ll take care of her.