Empathy, Understanding and Spiritual Promptings

Someone has come into my life recently that has changed some things considerably Lets give him a name shall we.. lets call him.. Skip. Skip and I work together.. sort of . we work opposite shifts on the same floor at the hospital. We see each other rarely and talk to each other even more rarely. My first day there he came and sat by me and started talking to me, taking a lot of my insecurities away about starting a new job. Making me feel comfortable and adequate to be doing the job I was there to do. There was something about him. He was pure, sincere and honest. I could tell that he meant the little things he said. There was one thing about him that was interesting he wouldn't make eye contact, and seemed to lack something. but I didn't know what it was. 2 months went by and we hardly spoke but my interest was there.

One night the Nurses and I were talking and someone mentioned that there was a whole drama on he floor one night when Skip's ex wife was admitted and was adamant that Skip not be allowed close to her room for any reason. Immediately my heart started to beat faster there were so many things about Skip that I didn't know. That night I found out that he was indeed divorced or almost divorced no one knew. Also that he had 2 little girls. and that the youngest was very young. We all the sudden had a lot in common. but it was all a very delicate situation.

One day we worked the same day.. I was called in to work because they were short staffed and when I got there he was there and had been there for his 12 hour day shift. He looked tired, but not so much physically but emotionally. My heart ached to know that feeling all too well. When I looked in his eyes I could almost see the pain, if that were possible. and at that moment I wanted to scoop his fragile world into my arms and protect him from everything that was hurting him. I still didn't know what it was that was hurting him so much but i wanted to make it all stop. I found out that his wife had left him and that she also found out she was pregnant shortly after leaving. both things I know too well. He was on my mind most of the night while I was at work. I had a feeling that I needed to let him know how similar our situations were. But I didn't know how to do that "Hi, We are both divorced...lets be friends" so I just wrote a little note and put it on his locker all it said was "I hope you have a better day today than you did Sunday"

The next time I saw him he came and told me thanks for the note, nothing spectacular happened. but there was progress. long story short. We have talked more now I know more now. He finds comfort in knowing that someone else understands how he feels. But I still just have this protective instinct. I still just want to take it all and let him be okay. This person who is practically a stranger.. I want to take his pain and make it better. partly because I know I can do it because I did it and I could do it again. And partly because no one should ever have to hurt that much. Its not right. Skip and I were talking once about how much easier it would have been if our ex's had died, then there would at least be some closure.

So now there is a still very delicate situation. Something I am thinking about often. The more I think about it the more I don't want to date Skip. But I do want to know him, I have so many questions for him but I ask them few and far between. I tried to think back to when I was in his place and how much it hurt and how much you didn't want to talk to people but yet you just wanted someone to understand and how you feel so lost and confused about everything in your life and who you are. Its hard to explain how it feels when you are left by the person who was suppose to love you forever, you feel worthless and lost.. and right now Skip is lost.

So pray for skip, I will continue to pray for him as well and follow the small promptings I am given about what to say or do to help Skip through this trial.