Ah, the lost boys. Peter Pan had a good gig going there, snatching up all the lost boys and taking them to Neverland. At least, it looked as if those boys tromping around in their animal suits, battling pirates and all. It’s like the original gang, only sans all the drugs, crimes and violence. But what are gangs, really? A brotherhood (or sisterhood) of lost souls. I think that in a world like ours, there are plenty of lost boys looking for their Neverland, hoping for a family.
It seems my week has been filled with lost boys. Do to various circumstances in my life, I am privileged enough to be surrounded by these kids, so desperate for hope, love and a family. And I say privileged, because that’s what it is. I am blessed to be able to have these kids as a part of my life, and I can only hope that I have a positive lasting impact. My heart is broken by the pain that breaks theirs and it pains me daily. I often wonder what it would be like if I could provide them the home that they so desperately want. Would it be what they need? Could our family fill the gaping void then engulfs their spirit?
I don’t know. I don’t know that we could be what they need. I do know that it’s not my place at this point to be that person. But I can be a support in their lives. I can offer them encouragement and hope. I can give them words of joy, and I can pray for them. Pray that the tornado of their home settles. Pray that the chaos of their days finds rest. Pray that their heart of pain finds peace. I can pray that God uses me in their lives, and let’s me continue to be a positive influence. That He continues to break my heart, for what breaks theirs. I love this song by Casting Crowns. I pray that I see the world at the end of my pointing finger, that I remember as these kids act out, that there is a reason far deeper than what meets the eye. I pray that I can love every “lost cause” and outcast, just as Christ loved me as a lost cause and outcast. I pray that I can influence others to realize that these are children, NOT a lost cause, that none of us have the right to place the title of outcast. As the song says, Let our hearts be lead by mercy. And I can pray that if/when the time comes, there is a family ready and willing to take them in. If you’ve ever thought about foster-adoption, now is the time. There are so many lost children just aching for a home. Be their Neverland.