Reproach has broken my heart, and I am full of heaviness; I looked for someone to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.
~ Psalms 69:20
Still today it is the same. Everyone loves a party. The crowd tunes in to the power of positive thinking, but that attention gets very short if the positive thinking is long-term and entails some getting worse before it gets better.
Throw a free picnic and you can't keep an accurate count of the multitudes that show up. But drag those same folks to Gethsemane at night with Calvary in view, and you lose their attention, even if, on some grand philosophical plane, they profess to understand.
Esteem seems to be generated by being the bold and the beautiful, the wealthy and the powerful.
But lay down the power, become poor, quit being a party animal, and let the tears flow, turn ugly from pain, and you, too, will be able to count your friends on one hand.
But oh, what true friends!
