Lungs gasping for air
Eyes fighting back tears
Surrounded by trash
The stench burning my nose
Littles eyes peeking around piles of filth
My heart broken in a million pieces
This past saturday, my squad visited a garbage dump. We were warned about the smell, the danger, the potential emotions. However, I was not warned or prepared for the broken heart that would follow.
The garbage dump is daily filled with around 2,000 people who work and LIVE there! We had the chance to feed 200 of those people.
I find it easy to justify an adults circumstances. I can easily rationalize what they did to get themselves there. However, it's the little eyes peering at me that pierced my heart the most.
The garbage dump is not just full of adults, it's filled with little faces that have no way out. The sad story is that they will most likely be stuck in the cycle that will keep them there well into adulthood.
God broke me for these children! My heart screams over them!
Our contact Tony had some wise words after, he reminded us not to get overwhelmed or depressed. He posed the question "What are you going to do about it?"
So with my heart screaming, I'm praying for answers. God, what do you want me to do??
