You never walk alone

Have you ever felt so alone, as if no one cared about you? Do you ever wish that you could just run away? Believe me, it isn't just the kids who, when feeling overwhelmed, want to go hide! My own son, when he was about three years old, would go climb into one of our many weeping willow trees and stew about whatever it was that was bothering him. I chuckle now as I remember finding him; thumb in mouth, a sneer on his face as I'd try to talk him down. Weeping willow? How appropriate!

You are not alone, no matter what you may think or feel. You are never alone. Even if all seems lost.

I was watching "60 Minutes" last night. It began with a segment about homeless children. Twenty five percent of all homeless people...are children. They are living out of cars, parked in gas stations, Wal-marts, anywhere they can find some security. One girl of about 13 was philosophical about it. "It's just the way it is," she said when questioned about it. Another girl, about eight years old, cried when told that a social worker had found her family a hotel room for a month. The relief was so evident on her face. She was living in a compact car with her mom, dad, two pit bull terrier dogs and a cat!
I have a neighbor who fought with her live-in guy friend. He has three boys, all about six, ten and twelve years old. This argument resulted in her storming off in her car and the dad rounding up his kids. Backpacks in hand, they left. But before they left, they each waited in the front yard. My heart went out to them as the youngest, who obviously didn't understand the concept of what had just happened, zipped about, playing with a ball. The older two, however, seemed lost, unsure, anxious. I am thinking...supposing... that they witnessed a breakup between their parents and now to witness another altercation between dad and his girlfriend had them confused and wondering "what next?"

Do you ever feel this way? "What next?" I can tell you, if you just call out, ask God to help you, and believe with faith that your plea will be heard, you will find relief. Sometimes relief can take awhile. Meanwhile there you are, feeling lost, bereft....alone.
Hang in there. Life always has it's highs and lows. When the highs come, they are great...and the lows...we just wish they would forget our name. Hang in there, I say. It always gets better. I promise.