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to write love

three+ years ago, you told me about the scars on your arms. the results of nights of despair, of hopelessness,… nights where the dawn seemed too far away.

since then, i’ve seen the evidence on others. the prom queen whom everyone thinks ‘has it all.’ the cool photography major who always seems to wear long sleeves,… even in the summer. it’s seen that 20% of all teens will suffer from depression at some time before they reach adulthood.

We often ask God to show up. We pray prayers of rescue. Perhaps God would ask us to be that rescue, to be His body, to move for things that matter. He is not invisible when we come alive. I might be simple but more and more, I believe God works in love, speaks in love, is revealed in our love. I have seen that this week and honestly, it has been simple: Take a broken girl, treat her like a famous princess, give her the best seats in the house. Buy her coffee and cigarettes for the coming down, books and bathroom things for the days ahead. Tell her something true when all she’s known are lies. Tell her God loves her. Tell her about forgiveness, the possibility of freedom, tell her she was made to dance in white dresses. All these things are true.

We are only asked to love, to offer hope to the many hopeless. We don’t get to choose all the endings, but we are asked to play the rescuers. We won’t solve all mysteries and our hearts will certainly break in such a vulnerable life, but it is the best way. We were made to be lovers bold in broken places, pouring ourselves out again and again until we’re called home.

– excerpt from to write love on her arms.

…this is rescue
go and do likewise.