Cicadas

 

Cicadas

June 17, 2019

So I have been thinking a lot about cicadas and the lives of broken people.

Cicadas hide in the ground much like that of people wanting to hide from the shame they carry inside.  They live in the ground as a means of protecting themselves from the world.  They remain there for 17 years only to come out in a quest to fulfill a deeper need.  They make a bunch of noise, they want to be heard, they want to be recognized.  All this to gain the achievement and satisfaction to fill a void that will ultimately lead to their death.

Broken people spend time hiding and masking their deep pain.  They become exhausted in the efforts of hiding their pain and shame till they begin to search for a different quest to cover and fill their need.  They make a lot of noise in their actions or words through means of addictions, etc. only to risk death whether physical, spiritual, or emotional.

How many cicadas know the destruction they are facing?  How many broken people just looking for real honest love and healing realize their same destruction?

Yes, death is inevitable to the cicada, but death doesn’t have to be inevitable for broken people.  We all can show love, speak life, and do a random act of kindness without judgment or conditions.  Broken people much like the cicada want to be heard, but deep down they want to be recognized to be loved and accepted in all circumstances.  Love leads them to the path of forgiveness and healing.