This
video has not left my mind since I first saw it and read all of the news
articles about this young woman who tragically took her life last week at the
age of 15, about a month after uploading this video. I have been trying to
process my emotions and collect my thoughts enough to adequately express what
this story, and the many others like it, has stirred within me.
It
is incredible to me what people will say...carefully shrouded in anonymity;
their cowardice protected behind a computer screen. And, believe me...I have
plenty to say to those people. But my first instinct is to want to reach
through that computer screen and talk to Amanda. Especially when she holds up
that second to the last card that reads...
"I have nobody...I need someone."
Here
is what I would like to say to Amanda...Oh, how I wish I could have said it
earlier...that anyone could have said it. Because I truly believe that, in the
midst of a chorus of cowardly hate, one heart being brave with love can move
mountains. Here is what I wish I would have seen as a response to that video
instead of the "she deserved it" and "she was weak"...words
that continued to be posted even after her death. Here are the words I wish she
could have heard:
YOU HAVE SOMEONE. I will be your someone. You
are not alone.
This
is just one story and there are countless others like it. Our words are
powerful...they can be a wellspring of life or they can literally take life
away. I'm not really concerned with people's arguments that she was somehow
responsible for the kind of harassment that she received. This was a 15 year
old girl. She was a dearly loved daughter of our Heavenly Father and no one
deserves this kind of treatment. These are our children...both the bullied and
the bullies. They have weapons at their fingertips and can chip away at
someone's spirit with the click of a mouse. And what is incredible in these
situations is that, even when it seems there are masses of people against you, sometimes all it
takes is for one person to be FOR you to make all the difference.
There
are so many things I want to say...so much more I wish that I could do. But one
thing that I know I can do is instill in my children the immense power and
weight that their words can carry...power to build up and to tear down. God
help me to model this for them. Because I know all too often I let the ugliness
in myself be reflected in my own words. And I can see it in my own children's
eyes when I let frustrations get the best of me and when I know I've chipped
away a little piece of them. How thankful I am that I know the grace of a
loving Heavenly Father who, amidst all my brokenness, pursues me and will not
ever let me go. I long to live a life that sees the broken, hurting and lonely
and tells them YOU HAVE SOMEONE. I WILL BE YOUR SOMEONE.
In
the words of one of my favorite prayers, from Saint Francis of Assisi...
Lord, make me an instrument of
your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow
love.
Where there is injury, pardon.
Where there is doubt, faith.
Where there is despair, hope.
Where there is darkness, light.
Where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master,
grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled, as to console;
to be understood, as to
understand;
to be loved, as to love.
For it is in giving that we
receive.
It is in pardoning that we are
pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are
born to Eternal Life.
Amen.
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