…My heart is breaking. I feel it crack just a little more each night, as I sit pouring over new blogs I’ve discovered. I don’t believe I’ve found any of this by happenstance. I read scripture and verses jump out from the page like never before. Verses that tell me that my faith is not enough, that I must have deeds to accompany my faith. That I am to “look after orphans and widows in their distress…” Hands and Feet. I see it everywhere. I am to be His hands and feet. I need to leave the comfort of my home and get out and do something!
Uganda…Uganda…Uganda. Our church is partnered with a church in El Salvador. Why do I feel such a pull to Uganda? I can’t sleep at night, I toss and turn and think about what I’m supposed to do. How can I help? How can I use my hands and feet to be His hands and feet? As Katie Davis so eloquently put it, I want to see Jesus. I want to see Him as I reach out to the hungry, poor and oppressed. “As you did it for the least of these, you did it for ME.” 150 million orphans world wide. 150,000,000. And I am just one part of the solution. But my deepest desire is that I continually allow myself to be fully used by God, to be an effective part of the solution. Sometimes it scares me. Sometimes it keeps me up at night. But if being scared and awake is part of what we are called to do, then scared and awake it is. I don’t know what all of this is going to look like in the end, none of us really should. ‘Now listen you who say, “Today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business and make money.” Why you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.’ (James 4:13-14 niv)
May I live each day to the full glory of my Savior, sacrificing myself for others, as He so selflessly sacrificed Himself for me.
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