The other night seven of us from church dined out. After some two hours of food and splashing gracious comments around John asked our server a question. Brianna was a slight, light-haired girl. She had hovered and given us good servicve. John asked, “Is there any thing we can be praying about for you?”
Briana paused only a moment and then shared; “I am 19, 12 weeks pregnant (rubbing her stomach), unmarried, living with my boyfriend, not sure what he thinks about this and I have not told my parents.”
Wow. Immediately our hearts wnt out to Brianna. One must be hurting to share with strangers this way. We responded with hopefully helpful comments as able. It became rather clear that she was lost. She was invited to our church with the thought that more specialized help could come out of that.
Within the next few days my wife returned to the restaurant twice to find Brianna, hoping they could talk one on one. But she had quit after being refused a day off to be with her mother who was having surgery. What will happen to Brianna and her baby?
“And Jesus said, ‘Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens and I will give you rest.” (Matt 11.28 NLT).