It’s month 10 of the World Race.
We’re at our 10th ministry site, and every month we hear stories of the people we are ministering to. Some of them are absolute horror stories. Most of them redemptive, but you know that there are tons of other stories like the ones you hear that aren’t so redemptive.
I wish I could sit and have a cup of coffee with you and tell you every single story I’ve heard and encountered.
I wish that I could make you understand the pain and the hurt in this world.
But I can’t.
This is something you have to experience yourself. First hand.
I’ve always known there is hurt in the world. You know…that I am so blessed to have been born an American and yadda, yadda.
I never really took that seriously until this. Until I looked into the eyes of the people in the stories I heard.
Until I looked into the eyes of a woman that sells herself every night.
Until I looked into the eyes of a lady boy who just wants to be accepted and wants friends that love her.
Until I looked into the eyes of a child who was dropped out of a 2 story building onto his head and miraculously survived after his family was just waiting for him to die.
Until I looked into the eyes of a boy who was special needs because the people who sold him would put a plastic bag over his head so he would be more “profitable”.
Until I looked into the eyes of men who are searching so hard for something that they look for it in the women they purchase at night.
Until I looked into the eyes of children that are in danger of being raped in the middle of the night by their own father.
Until I looked into the eyes of children who had yellow hair and eyes because of starvation and malnourishment.
Until I looked into the eyes of people who truly need Jesus and His unconditional, redemptive love.
I wish I could tell you.
But seeing the faces to the stories make them so much more tangible.
You can picture it being you, or your sister or brother, or your parents or your friends. You can see it and you can feel it.
I wish that comfortable people could experience this first hand.
Maybe the world would be a different place.
If you want to see it, feel it, know it..
Go.
But you won’t be the same person.
