The world surrounds

I%u2019m sitting in a small restaurant, watching lives happen all around me. So many individuals, so many stories, so many feelings, pains, joys, failures, successes, so much of every aspect of your life. I was broken this morning. The world is desperately cut and bleeding. There is a wave of hopelessness sweeping across us as a world. People longing for something more than the mundane, but moreso, more than the cage they feel trapped in. I was reading some blogs from a girl in London. I don%u2019t know anything of her past, or desires of the future. But, I do know that there was a desperation in her that could only bring tears to an onlooker. I wish I could find her and tell her of love, I wish I could be the one to walk with her through life and remind her daily, even momently that there is a hope beyong what she%u2019s seen. That I%u2019ve been given something so precious, and want to share it with her, but I%u2019m afraid she would label me as another religion pusher just wanting to convert her. Truth is I just want her to find the love she%u2019s been searching for, and how could I possibly know how and where she will find it. I don%u2019t believe I%u2019m called to know the way that God will draw people to himself, I%u2019m just here to love, and maybe that%u2019s enough.