For Edward Ibeh's
Nov. 24, 2023 #3 title chosen Seek Shelter
Pain rains down on us sometimes. That rain goes on and on and on. You may feel as if you’re on a boat filling up with water. It might sink in waters of despair. But friends, there are people in this world- people who truly want to help us. They carry umbrellas of compassion and with their buckets of aid, they’ll bail you out of trouble as much as they are able. Such selfless people can be found at shelters for the homeless or at safe houses for victims of domestic abuse. Some man hot-lines for suicidal people. There are ministers of churches who also want to offer their help. Organizations exist in which groups are formed according to the particular trial faced by each group. In these groups, people can hear stories similar to their own, and share their own woes. Talking sometimes is all people need. Sometimes the winds of hopelessness blow stronger than people can handle. Before wind storms turn into tsunamis, we should seek out those willing to offer us a harbor of safety. If friends or loved ones happen to be unfortunately absent in your life, seek shelter where you can. Help is everywhere as long as there exist people with compassion.
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