It’s a frustrating place to be. Maybe you’ve been there?
You’ve seen and witnessed something that has changed your life forever. It’s a beautiful chaos messing with your heart and soul. You try to voice the conflicting thoughts stirring, but yet no one gets it.
Coming back from Guatemala I wasn’t prepared for the “nobody else gets it” scenario. I don’t know why, because I sure didn’t get it until I was there walking among the poverty, garbage, and stench.
I try to be a voice.
I want to share, to tell, to help others see but I’m realizing there are no words to convey the images that are imprinted upon my heart forever. I see vividly in my mind the faces and places I left behind when our plane flew out as God shown through the skies.
The busy Guatemalan colors so bright and vivid.
The faces so dark and sullen touched by a strangers gift of a lollipop.
The eyes that danced and looked so deeply for hope, love, and a warm touch.
It’s those images that I long to find just the right words for. Words that will stir others. Words to help others understand. Words that will empower me and others to serve and love more.
It’s a frustrating place.
You want to help and open others eyes to the need, but your words do not convey with accuracy what it is like to meet children face-to-face who live and play among the garbage dump of their community.
You try to retell the stories including the teaching moments, but the emotions are still so raw that tears flow freely. Others see the water flow and try to understand, but can’t.
Maybe you’ve been there too.
Not necessarily in a foreign country that rocked your small-little-world, but maybe you went through a gut-wrenching divorce and nobody around seemed to get your situation let alone the emotion.
Maybe your child is handicapped or your parents need full time care and no one gets the daily physical struggle nor the emotional battle that rages within you.
Maybe your battling the frustrating process of infertility and you don’t have a friend around that understands the boiling emotions raging within your soul.
Maybe you’re in an abusive situation and you try to walk-away but can’t. Other’s do not comprehend what is racing through your soul in that moment.
What do you do?
You keep talking about the cause, fighting the battle, and visiting with friends. Maybe it’s not about anyone getting what you are going through at any given moment. Instead, just maybe, it’s a conversation that they will tuck away for the future.
A future when they have just experienced a walk through a Guatemalan garbage dump, a divorce, the struggle of a handicapped child, being abused or infertility and need a friend who gets their feelings and muttered words. Oh how then we can talk! We’ll totally relate, laugh and cry together.
It’s not until you’ve been there that you truly can appreciate the emotion and wrecked heart that goes with the beautiful chaos a soul experiences.
So whatever you are trying to process, keep talking it through whether others get you or not.
You never know, I just might need to hear what you have experienced to help me through my future.
What experience have you gone through that is hard for others to understand?