Break My Heart For What Breaks Yours...

Hosanna is a song that most people I know, sing, and know it is a powerful song.

If you've never heard it check it out.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NoM0AT8fBvs

So in my junior year as a major in social work, there are a lot of questions I'm asking right now. Such as what am I going to do with my degree? Do I need a masters in Social Work?
All these thoughts.

I know that God has placed in me a passion for teenagers, ones who are broken, left alone, hurt, or one's who just need someone to believe in them.

Lately I realized the song lyrics in the bridge

"Break my heart for what breaks Yours"

Referring to God's heart for the people in this world, each and everyone of us.

When I say that now I have this deep connection because I can't do anything without the purpose behind it, which is why God is my best friend and my all in all. He gives purpose to everything, even the things that hurt a lot.

So I have been broken by my own life circumstances, which will help me so much in the future but I was searching for some more details on what I am going to do.

So the other day I met this teenager around 17 or so. He asked a friend and I directions to St. B something. I asked why he was going there, he said it's a place to give homeless teenagers benefits, as in money benefits, for needs and such. As I stood there I looked at him, I would have never guessed he was homeless, wearing his abercrombie and fitch t shirt, nice jeans, having piercings, a cell phone, a nice hair cut.  So I asked him politely in a non intrusive way so are you homeless then?
He replied yes I am, I have a restraining order on my dad. I asked about his mom, he had never met her.  I asked if his dad had ever tried to see him, he replied yes and he called the cops and got his dad arrested.  As we failed in getting him directions, finding it was 4 miles away. He said thanks for the help, I will just call and ask my social worker for a ride. SOCIAL WORKER. Wow, God either had this planned out, or something.

It broke me, I realized wow, God was breaking my heart.

He has broken my heart in my own life, but He has shown me brokenness is sometimes hidden. You could never tell from the outside that boy was hurting, he looked normal, everyday teen. Little did you know he only had his social worker's instant support.  But he was homeless, a homeless teenager. I have never stopped thinking about that now.

It's spurring me to research areas where I can get involved to help.

So ask God to break your heart, but remember He will without a doubt do it.

- Heather Cheryl Craig