God has been changing my heart.
It used to be a hard rock but as God has prepared me for the Race it has softened by leaps and bounds week by week.
I don’t know if you have watched the Stop Kony video, but earlier this spring when it exploded on Facebook and the internet, I couldn’t have cared less. To me that was their problem not mine, and I couldn’t do anything anyway, Right?
Wrong, now I am sitting here writing this blog and thinking back to the week I spent in Brussels. For those that don’t know, it’s the capital of Belgium and home to many of the European Union organizations. And has great chocolate and waffles but that’s not the point. The point is the first day I was there I went to get a Big Mac at the McDonalds just down from the Hotel. It’s just something I do. I have had Big Macs in three countries other than the US. Again I’m off topic.
There was a crowd on the other corner that was protesting, if you can call it that. They were protesting the reign of President Bashar al-Assad the president of Syria. They were waving flags and singing and drumming. And suddenly at this point the pain of Syria was made real to me. All of these people had family back home that was suffering because of him. As the fighting escalates I just keep thinking of those people that want freedom for a place that they aren’t even at. But to them it’s a huge deal that’s their homeland. The group was at first a little scary to me. The police had surrounded to area but were simply on the other street corners incase something happened. As I look back there was no reason at all for me to be afraid I wasn’t the enemy. The enemy was so far away but they still cared.
Over the last several weeks God has been laying it on my heart to pray for the people of Syria along with the people of all the countries I will be going to. But also to pray for the entire globe. He has been leading me to think more about the sufferings all around the world than what is happening here at home and that shows me that he loves all people and can use me, little Christopher for his kingdom. My heart has become like those in Brussels crying for freedom for their country, but I want it for the whole globe, my home while here on earth. It is not just my safe and secure home here in the US but I live in God’s world and that is where my heart is. Whenever I hear about suffering in some new place it brings me close to tears. Why does all this pain happen? But I know that it is all part of God’s plan.
God is preparing my heart and mind for the World, so that he can use me better than he could just weeks ago.
He is preparing me for the World Race.
He is amazing how he can change your heart so quickly.
