I serve in what has been called one of the hardest positions in my church body.
Every day, I deal with pain , suffering, heartache, and even death. I watch people deal with drugs, alcohol, health issues, hunger, violence, and suffering. Sometimes, the suffering is self-imposed with people grieving or punishing themselves for past actions.
Every day, I have to watch the crabs in a pot mentally. If someone is trying to make their lives better, others will pull them back down to their level. At times, this is luring them with drugs or alcohol. Other times, it is actions that pull the person down.
We see this often with people who go away for addiction treatment. They come back clean and sober ready for a fresh start. But with a lack of solid options they end up with their old crowd of people who pull them back into the addiction.
We had one guy who was so excited about being sober. We had helped him arrange for a job in Rapid City. He was doing well. Then his ride fell through. He was stuck in town for the weekend. That Saturday night he fell off and drank. He came to church the next morning and passed out.
One of the things I hate most is when people demean people who are truly trying to change their lives. We are working with some young adults who are attempting the hardest thing they have done. Staying clean sober and focused on the future. Yet, some people in authority are telling them they will not make it and that they are wasting my time and effort. They say mean things questioning the abilities of these young people.
This is a problem for me.
I firmly believe that people will live into what is expected of them. If others are saying they won’t make it they can start to believe it and live into that expectation. I may be an optimist but I think if you set high standards and give people support they will live up to the expectations.
Think about it. If everyone says that you are no good and have no worth, if you are constantly put down and belittled. Don’t you start to live into that expectation?
Dam. This world is hard enough.
We need to lift people up. We need to celebrate positive movement. We are literally burying too many people. We need to stop burying them while they are alive.
I am admittedly struggling right now. I am tired of seeing pain and suffering. I am tired of having to watch people hurt each other. I am tired of feeling like we are not helping. I am tired of feeling like I can’t help anyone.





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