Have you ever been told a secret that someone has never shared with anyone?
How many times have you heard a confession or trauma and you knew you were on sacred ground?
It is a holy privilege. It is a sacred space into which we are invited.
Hebrews 6:10 NIRV "God is fair. He will not forget what you have done. He will remember the love you have shown him. You showed it when you helped his people. And you show it when you keep on helping them."
We give because we care. And we care because we love. And we love because out of the overflow of being loved by the Father, we can help others.
But it is not only those in ministry who feel the weight and burden of caregiving.
I once had a client whose job it was to be called into the more horrific and traumatic situations in the city. I sat across from this man as he wept over the child who had been burned deliberately, over the women who would not leave horrendously violent relationships, over the senseless and tragic deaths of tens of people. He wept from the weight of his work. He wept over the pain in our world. And he wept because he was tired and didn’t know how to carry it.
Caregivers need care. Holders of Pain need a place of healing.
We weren’t meant to hold the pain alone.
Isaiah 40:11 NIRV “He takes care of his flock like a shepherd.
He gathers the lambs in his arms.
He carries them close to his heart.
He gently leads those that have little ones.”