Disappointed I am...

I am dedicating this post to this blog http://making-history.blogspot.com

At first I thought it was going to be a history blog however, it turned out to be an individuals story of her ongoing life. What a interesting blog title.

This blog helped me realize more attentivley that we are surrounded by history, in our families, in our neighborhoods, in our communities. In fact, as we move through our daily lives, we are all making history right now. Hopefully, this will remind us to appreciate the past, and to consider every day as an opportunity to contribute to our families and to our communities.

Now back to why I am writing about this blog: It amazes me that she has yet to recieve any feedback from anyone. No one has provided any sense of guidance, reassurance, motivation, or even a simple "i am here". It has been my experience that everyone comes together when in harm or a physical illness sets in but when something is NOT as visible we ignore it, like its not worthy of our attention. This is where we are wrong. Everyday, even Christians, walk around with masks on to hide what they are really feeling, in hopes to be unnoticed..but they are hurting.

Let me provide you with a couple of examples.

1st example:
When my mother was diagnosed with Cancer I didn't really tell anyone except my former roommates who where there when I recieved the call and wow, what a blessing. They helped me let it all out, and were my strength when I needed it. I don't even have the foggiest idea of how to thank them especially since we have all parted our seperate ways --but they continue to be with me in my heart. Anyways, back to the whole point of this thing, everyone that we (my family) knew who knew (we didn't tell a whole lot of people but thats another story) of my mothers illness were there to help, in prayer, phone calls with words of comfort, and simple questions like "how is she doing" made us realize that we were not alone in this. That there were people who cared. It provided us with the strength to go about our daily lives.

2nd example:
My friend suffered from depression and a magnitude of other things and we didn't really know about them for she wore a "mask". A mask to disguise how she was really feeling. When people asked how she was she would respond "great". She was one of the most cheerful people I knew, always had a smile on her face, and always lent a helping hand. She was awesome. One day she just didn't show up for school and we were told that she had committed suicide.


Now we have someone here http://making-history.blogspot.com pleading fro our help and we turn our face in another direction.

I hope those two scenerios help to paint my point. It is not only the physical but the "whole" peorson that needs help.