It has been said that it takes a village. It takes a village to raise a child.
If my child was homeless, if my child was lost, if my child was hurting... Oh, my heart would ache. I would want to find them and comfort them and just hold them.
I'm thinking of a grown-up child. I can't imagine not knowing where my children were, or them hurting without me being there to hold them and comfort them.
I saw this music video, this morning. It broke my dang heart.
There are so many people who are hurting or lost or homeless - even if only in their mind. And their mothers might not know. They might not even be alive. They might know and don't know where their child is. I'm telling you, my heart just broke at the thought of this.
If my child were one of those, and I was not able to be there for whatever reason (please, Heaven forbid), I would so so hope that someone else would fill my shoes. I would want so badly for someone, anyone, to be there for my child. To find them and hold them and comfort them.
I can't imagine Heavenly Father feels any different. Or our Heavenly Mother, for that matter. I can't imagine Jesus feels any different, either.
We need to be that person who steps in. We need to be there. We need to find and to comfort.
We need to take care of each other. We need to love each other. We need to lift each other up.
We need to be the village.
