writing on the wall

Posted: November 18th, 2011 | Filed under: life | 5 Comments »

Last night, that guy and I went to see our friend play in his jazz band. We were in this popular little pub hanging out with waffle fries and creaky wood.

The bathroom stalls of these places remind me of all the times the stall has spun around me as I stumbled to keep up with the stationary. I remember the times when I would look up at myself in the mirror and see my bloodshot eyes making me not as pretty as I hoped to be. I was a girl trying to blur out a world that moved in a pace I couldn’t find.

This is a memory for me, but still a reality for many.

When I was in the bathroom last night, I saw something on the stall that made me a little sad. There are so many people who just need to know that they are beautiful, that they are a part of something bigger. They need to be reassured that life won’t always eat them alive. There were messages like that written all over the stall walls. Broken reaching out to broken. Broken lifting up broken.

And here is one girl’s response to the message of love that she found in one of the dirtiest places…




5 Comments on “writing on the wall”

  1. 1 Karla Meachem said at 11:23 am on November 18th, 2011:

    Wow! What a note! LOVE how God encourages, even in the most unlikely places. #HOPE

  2. 2 Jason said at 12:15 pm on November 18th, 2011:

    Wow. That's more profound than anything I've ever seen on a men's room stall, that's for sure.
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  3. 3 Diane said at 12:38 pm on November 18th, 2011:

    You know what… I had a terrible sinking feeling when I read this. What a condemnation to those of us who profess to be sharing the love of Christ. I'm sure this girl came in contact with believers… maybe she' (or someone just like her) is one of my daughter's friends or maybe she (or someone just like her) was behind me in line at Walmart, or, or, or… And yet she (or someone just like her) found more inspiration on the walls of a dirty public bathroom than she did in my face.
    I wish we, as the body of Christ, did this whole love thing better.
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  4. 4 Rebekah said at 1:17 pm on November 18th, 2011:

    And I've found more grace, love & inspiration on this blog than I have from some of the people in my life who are supposed to love me most.

  5. 5 Diane said at 1:22 pm on November 18th, 2011:

    Serena, I know I'm being really persnickety but… is there some way you can edit my comment? I'd like the last sentence to say: "And yet she found more inspiration on the walls of a dirty public bathroom than she did in me (or other people just like me.)

    If you can't no biggie… but if you can, then thanks mucho:)

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