I just got done saying goodbye to a 13 year old girl who was leaving Casa Elizabeth, the teenage mother’s home we have been working with this month, to return home with her family. She is pregnant, and her baby boy is due sometime within the next couple weeks.
We met her only two weeks ago. We’ve had limited conversation with her since we don’t speak fluent Spanish. And in all reality, we know very little about her.
But as we all gathered around to pray before she left, my heart was heavy with the realization that we likely won’t ever see her again.
I haven’t felt like I have gotten particularly close with these girls: Our communication is limited, and I struggle to know how to relate to teenagers, especially when they are moms. But I love them. And I am convinced that is Christ in me because I usually take much more time and many more conversations to give people the space in my heart that these girls now occupy.
So there I stood, tears in my eyes and pain in my chest, praying in utter desperation: Lord, please save this girl and her baby boy. Our time in her life is done. Her time under the influence of believers who run Casa Elizabeth is over.. Where is she going? Will there be anyone to continue telling her about Christ? I don’t know. There is literally nothing more we can do for her. Father, she’s in your hands now. Please protect her. Let us see her and her baby boy in Heaven. Please save her!
We always say that we can do nothing apart from Christ. We always say that some plant seeds, and some water, but God gives the increase. These are truths from scripture and today I grew in my understanding of them. I can do nothing more for this young girl – I can only pray and trust the sovereign hand of my good God. He is the only one who can reach her, and right now I must trust in him for this girl’s life.
