RUN! That’s all I have ever heard people say. It’s toxic. It’s abusive. So run. It can kill you. He can kill you. That’s what I grew up hearing. So much truth to these statements but they also left so many unanswered questions. And to some degree…those of us who choose to love the broken…are also broken. That’s one of the reasons why we stay. Something happened in our childhoods and/or in our own relationships that makes us hesitant to RUN! And in a way, we all die a slow death when brokenness is present. We all die a slow death. But my question is…if we all ran…who would love the broken? Do they not deserve to be loved too? I mean…do we not deserve to be loved too? If we all gravitated to the healthy and the whole…who would love the broken? If we all sought the love we deserve…who would try to get the numbness to feel? Seriously, who would do this? Who would stay when most say…RUN? Who would give love when very little love was being shown to them? Who would be selfless and sacrifice smiles to trade them in for tears and heartbreak…for years of heartbreak? Who would stop to love those that are lost and hopeless? We are all dying a slow death when broken because no sunlight has shined into our messy homes filled with weeds that had long died. We are the broken. Who will stop to give grace when no one wants to be bothered with anyone that is less than perfect? Who will forgive our failed attempts to get it together? Who will understand us? Who will stay? Are we foolish for not running? But if we all ran…once again…who would love the broken? And if I took my track shoes off and decided now was not the time to abandon him because I have enough strength in me to see through the dark tunnels…glimpses of light…am I suffering from an intense brokenness? Am i hopeless? Am I too lost? Who will love the broken? I am broken and…I love the broken. And in broken silence we stand. Hurting and confused…dying a little bit everyday. But if I left, who would love the broken? Who would see through the night turning into day? There has to be daylight right? It can’t stay night forever? I know it’s not suppose to be like this…yet I’m still in love with the broken. ~KJM on Charm School Monday. Everything is not always black and white…and while I ponder my next move…I’m trying to really access the situation because I don’t want to be in this place next year.