I was talking with a friend in the city here, who had stopped by our warehouse. My immediate thought was to say hi, see if he needed anything, and then send him on his way. Well, that was not going to happen.
You see, he had recently come down of a high... not a fun filled time.
He had missed his meds to balance his mood that morning as well.
All in all, it was going to be a memorable time.
We started talking and I realised that only a few months before he had been praying to God and asking for help, and here he is again. I didn't know what to do, it was so far beyond my ability, or my experience. I can do a lot of things, but I am not equipped to deal with this sort of challenge.
Give me some people who want to know God more, give me the hardest street kids, give me murderers, I can do all that, but I realised that I can't do mental health issues, combined with serious addictions.
Help me God!
The struggle that I was really facing was does he just need someone to listen, or does he need someone to give him direction?
So I guess I did both. I'm not sure I did things 100% effective, but by the end of our 3 hours chat, he was deeply repentant, crying as he prayed for God to come, and together we flushed down the toilet the drugs he had on him. Praise God. I know that this is only a beginning, and that God has a long road to walk with him, as He does with us too, but it struck me how all I needed to do was sit with this guy for a few hours, and engage.
We can see the world change.
Daniel.