Random carvings covered the picnic table. I mindlessly read them out loud as Matt and I ate our lunch. When I got to this one I repeated it a few times. My wandering mind halted and thoughts of who may have carved this came into focus.
I imagined a teenage girl who feels lost. She looks for attention from boys in all the wrong ways. Or maybe it is a teenage boy who keeps making all the wrong choices and cannot seem to make his dad proud. Was it someone grieving the loss of a loved one? Or was it someone who truly has never had anyone to care for them the way they deserve? Oh, all the heart-rending possibilities.
Sadness crept into my peaceful day. A day where loneliness was the furthest thing from my mind. I began to think of all the people who feel alone in this world. I began to wonder how many people in my life feel this type of loneliness and I have no clue because they hide it under smiles and I’m doing greats.
I prayed as I finished my chicken salad sandwich. I prayed as I looked into my husband’s big blue eyes. I ask you as well to take just a moment to pray for whoever carved this and whoever else feels utterly alone in this world.