It’s days like today that my heart breaks.
That my heart yearns to be Christ here on earth.
Where I wish my humanly compassion that is contained within myself was enough to fix the hurt I see.
The hurt within these children.
Walking through a park this morning on an ATL in Sophia, Bulgaria was amazing. Children were playing, and then there was us adults who couldn’t resist but to play as well. Yet only 100 yards away, at the parks outer limits, that joy was gone. It replaced with despair and a false hope. A hope of tihngs of this world, of the enemy, and in things that bring death to the light. Seeing two young boys, maybe between 8 and 12 years of age, plastic bag in hand with a constant movement to their mouth left no room for questioning.
These children are addicted, already.
Seeing this brought prayers in full force. Prayers for them; prayers for the children my mind went back to. In 2005 I worked with a group of street kids in Romania. So as my mind reverted to that place of bringing hope to those children, taking away the bag, the glue, the whatever, and getting to know them, and their hearts. Elvis for one- he was a 13 year old boy who looked about 7. He started sniffing at 8 years of age, and his growth was seriously stunted. Yet here he was; sitting with us, worshiping with us, loving with us. He may have been lost at an early age, but God was redeeming him.
God was showing him that no matter how far gone, you can always turn back.
Then I thought about the kids at home, back in SoCal that are that age. The kids riding bkes, playing ball, building toys, playing video games, and loving life. Today is my brother’s birthday. He is officially a double-digiter at the BIG 1-0! (Happy Birthday Goody!!)) When I think about the difference between him and the young boys here, my insides break and my heart cries out wishing my love for children, my compassion for them, was enought to fix them ALL.
Then again, I guess that is whay we have Christ.
His heart.
His compassion.
His love..
It IS enough, for them ALL…
His compassion.
His love..
It IS enough, for them ALL…
