My desire for this month was to love deeply the people of this nation, the Dominican Republic. And per usual, the Lord outdid Himself.
Today I wept.
For this boy. For his brother. For his family. For this nation. Complete and utter brokenness for these people.
I found myself stumbling to find answers.
What?
How?
Why?
Where?
And in a sea of brokenness and tear filled glances, I found truth. No, I cannot fix this. I cannot fix the holes in his clothes and the missing button on his pants. I cannot fix his quiet fear. I cannot fix the lack of supervision and care he receives. I cannot fix his broken family and lack of maturity shone by his parents. I cannot fix his never ending desire for love and undivided attention. The list goes on. There’s a whole lot I cannot fix. And for that my heart hurts. It physically pains.
But there, in the middle of my painful, tearful, hopeless mess, he meets me and he reminds me that he can. He can fix all the things I can’t. That he is here in the mess. He never left. His love never failed. His eyes have always seen and his ears have always heard. The cries, the tears, the hurt. He’s been there through it all and he’ll continue to be.
He’s good like that.
It’s days like this, when I feel like the burden is too much and the weight is too heavy, that he meets me and reminds me of himself.
His goodness.
His steadfastness.
His sovereignty.
His supremacy.
You see, I, in my human flesh and ability can only love these people so deeply and can only carry so much. But, God, in his goodness and glory, has the ability to lavish his love in abundance upon generations and generations of this nation and carry their burdens all the days of their lives. It’s just who he is. It’s his character. It’s his desire.
With God, my sweet friend can trade in all the cannots for love in abundance and all the cans I simply couldn’t give.
And for that, I’m thankful.
In that, I find hope.
“In hope he believed against hope, that he should become the father of many nations, as he had been told, “So shall your offspring be.” He did not weaken in faith when he considered his own body, which was as good as dead (since he was about a hundred years old), or when he considered the barrenness of Sarah’s womb. No unbelief made him waver concerning the promise of God, but he grew strong in his faith as he gave glory to God, fully convinced that God was able to do what he had promised.”
Romans 4:18-21
