The Poverty of Loneliness

My mind has been on past conversations these last few weeks.  It hurts my heart to know that so many in my life feel unloved, unwanted and lonely.  One specific conversation put me to tears and I had to deeply think about my own actions.

It is so easy to walk through the day minding one’s business that we forget there are others around us.  Others who are grieving, who are terrified about the future because they have no idea how they will get by and provide for themselves and their family.  Maybe some feel like they have no one who truly cares about what happens to them.

Mother Teresa once said:

Being unwanted, unloved, uncared for, forgotten by everybody, I think that is a much greater hunger, a much greater poverty than the person who has nothing to eat.

My family has been through quite a bit and I can say confidently that God has been by our side through the ups and the downs.  However, I also know that as much as that has been my experience, there are some that do not feel the same way.  I don’t have a cure or answer for this nor do I know why some things happen that are not expected.

But I do know that I have the ability to change my own actions and feelings towards others.  And I hope and pray that each day I can be an encouragement to someone who may be struggling.  I still remember one of my favourite customers who I lovingly called Wallace or Gromit, depending on the day.  He had the natural ability to brighten a very stressful day for me.  Maybe it was his smile, his carefree attitude, or the love for his wife that I witnessed but he had a profound affect on my attitude.

I truly hope that everywhere I go,  I treat as my mission field.  To love unconditionally and to help provide a bit of sunshine to someone’s day.