Often it’s the strongest ones who have the hardest time admitting they need help. This was demonstrated in a team meeting just last week as we gathered to talk about ideas and strategies on this project. One of our own was carrying a deep heaviness and decided to speak up. A mother’s heart has a way of falling to pieces when one of her children are in a season of suffering.
Stefanie spoke fast – making plans to open a doorway of hope for this young man. And over the course of days following, there was a spark of action stirring in the midst of our group. Sometimes all we need is a voice of care and compassion to help us sort through our options. And other times, these divine conversations can open up ideas of action.
This morning that mother received a phone call from Texas. A man who had worked alongside of her years ago had taken it upon himself to reach out to her son and had driven to his house and picked up her son this morning. They were in the car together getting needed items done as this mother’s heart was overflowing with gratitude in hearing of this news.
Telling a friend about your struggles isn’t weakness. It’s courage – a laying down of our own ego and pride. And when we step out in that courage, mountains begin to move in places unexpected. Hope begins to rise. Humility becomes the very strength unlocking doors for a life to be saved.



