Grieved

Noah lived in desperately wicked times. Genesis 6:5,6 describes man's wickedness as every inclination of the thoughts of his heart only evil all the time. And then God says that His heart is grieved. Has there been a time when you have been grieved by a person that you have poured yourself into? I felt that way last night. A gal that I have loved, prayed for, invested in, been frustrated about and tried to love again asked me to look at her arm last night. She has developed a cyst of some sort under the skin on the inside of her elbow from shooting up. She wanted to know what I thought it was or what she should do. She was so matter of fact as she told me that now she was only using her other arm or the inside of her wrist and of course she uses clean needles! I wanted to screem! I wanted to cry! How could she talk to me like she was talking about something frivilous like the color of hair dye? She gambles with her life everytime she picks up a needle. Oh how I grieve that she continues to choose to walk this path of death. She has heard, she knows and yet she refuses to choose. I know that God grieves deeper than I ever could begin to. He grieved enough to do something about it. Oh, thank you, God for providing the way out through your Son, Jesus. Oh, that my friend might chose that way out.