I am overwhelmed. I am overwhelmed by the need. As I was preparing last week for a Children’s Church missions lesson, I stumbled upon a website, Stand 4 Kids. As I scrolled through the posts reading about what is going on in the world, tears started welling up in my eyes. One post after another, I read about how children are being mistreated, abandoned, sold. I read about the refugees of war, that 50% of them are children. What Lord? This must be wrong. But just a little more research and you will quickly find that it is oh so true. My heart ached for them. By the third post I read, tears began to spill down my cheeks as I thought about my family…our bellies are full, our home is strong and stable, we can worship God freely. And I began to talk to God. For the first time ever, I said, Father, I can love these children. I’ll go! Will you send me??
I’ve never wanted to leave Arkansas. Never. Much less leave the United States. But when I saw and read about these children, it became all too real to me….and for the first time, I felt like I could hop on a plane. I began making plans in my mind. First, my family and I will jet down to Africa to the 10/40 window and minister to an unreached people group. Once we’ve conquered that, we’ll head over to the Burmese refugee camp where 120,000 people fled from war. We will set up a Christian school over there because the children have no access to education. After a week or two, when the school is up and running, we will head to the outskirts of Iraq where persecuted Christians gather. I’m sure there are children among them too. Father, I’m tired. There’s no way I can do that. There’s no way my family can do that. And then days later, my answer comes, though a timely message from my pastor and a timely chapter read in a book.
I am not their Savior. I can’t do all that. Yes, there’s a lot I can do, and maybe someday *one* of those things we will be honored to do for the glory of God, but right now, God speaks to me through His word, saying,
“The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.” -Exodus 14:14
I know my family’s place right now is here, in our community in small-town Arkansas, ministering to children who need Jesus too. And, there is nothing that makes my heart happier, but that heart will never be the same after what I’ve allowed myself to read and see. The burden is there, and there is only one thing that I can do with it now. That is to take it to the Lord. Daily.
There are children half a world away who need to know you Father, and I can’t be the one to bring it to them right now, or maybe not ever. My life is for your glory, and my deepest desire is to follow your will. I ask that you open the eyes of many so that your people will hurt for these who need to know You. Cause our hearts to break so that we will pray daily for these children and families who have so little. Open our eyes and hearts Lord to the plight in the world. Let us not be complacent in our lives. May we be ever praying for them. May we be ever asking,
“What would you have me do?”