She was walking through the familiar street gaining stares from everyone she passed. Her clothes were torn, her hair was knotted, and her sandals were hanging by a single strand. Her knees were scrapped and bleeding. Her eyes – bloodshot. The smell exuding from her was foul. Not one of her “admirers” (aka her former “neighbors”) stopped to ask her of her condition. That is until one man, who was not like the rest, walked up to her and asked, “Do you need any assistance?”
Not sure if she could trust him, she held his gaze. Kindness was the only thing that filled his eyes. Feeling the lump in her throat she turned away from his gaze. Trying to regain the strength, she said, “I need a shower, clothes, a place to stay, a job, and a new life.”
Knowing this was too much of a request for anyone to fulfill, she began walking again.
“Where are you going?” the kind man asked. “To find what I’m in need of.” She blurted back.
“I have what you need… All of it.”
Haven’t we all been in this woman’s shoes at one time or another? We’ve set out to make a name for ourselves. Tried to achieve a goal or a dream we’ve always had, and we find ourselves walking back home in complete disarray. We went out trying to pursue our potential and we found out that this world and its people can be brutal.
Maybe there wasn’t physical abuse (maybe there was), maybe it was verbal abuse by someone you held in deep respect. Maybe it was emotional abuse from the one you thought you’d spend the rest of your life with. Maybe in the midst of making the “deal” you were backstabbed and everything you worked hard for was stripped right out from under you. Maybe your brilliant idea was pitched by someone else and you’re back to square one.
We try to get away from the backstabbing, the abuse, the mocking crowd, and we sometimes fall or are shoved. Getting back up we wince noticing the newly found cut. But what hurts more than the visible cut is the ache in our heart. Knowing our “potential” seems to be battered, broken and now disguised behind our wounds and broken places. It was the search for our potential that gave way to our current state, so we often find ourselves running from it – like the woman mentioned above.
Sometimes things, dreams, ideas have to die and be buried in order for the genuine and beautiful life you’ve always needed can bloom.
There is no such thing as a self-made man (or woman). We were all made in the image of God and we only become who He made us to be through Him. Our potential is a gift given by God and in order for it to be seen, recognized, and pursued is through His son Jesus Christ.
Yes, we are a pregnancy medical center.
Yes, we help women and men in unplanned pregnancies, but it is not through us that women and men are changed. It is only through the power of the gospel that our patients see their own potential and the potential of their unborn child in their womb. We are simply holding a sign that says,
‘Welcome, please meet your maker. The one who birthed the dreams you have in your heart and the one who allowed you to be a mother. You have purpose, life and potential in Him and Him alone… and despite your trials, trips and tribulation there is hope.’
“Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.” – Leo Buscaglia