“For you created my inmost being; you knit me together
in my
mother’s womb.” – Psalm 139:6
mother’s womb.” – Psalm 139:6
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Words can’t recount the reality that my eyes see each day.
Yet, my reality is far different from theirs. I am simply in the middle of it all, unable to often understand
my place or my voice.
Yet, my reality is far different from theirs. I am simply in the middle of it all, unable to often understand
my place or my voice.
I feel lost at times, amidst the chaos, the numbers, and
the language barrier. You can feel
crippled if you look at the startling truth surrounding you. Often, communicating
through a sweet handshake or a kind smile is the only option.
These are the things I do know – these are my cries.
They are – No longer children.
Already, grown ups.
Who is robbed of this simple innocence?
Who is this brave?
Who fights for them, Lord?
KEEP THEM CLOSE TO YOU.
In Mwanza, Tanzania – you are called to grow up much faster
than you might want to. You become a parent before you become a teen.
than you might want to. You become a parent before you become a teen.
The eyes
of these children are far different than I have seen before.
of these children are far different than I have seen before.
Their eyes tell their story.
Their inner soul pierces your HEART when you glance at them.
They grab your hands and desire a warm embrace.
How can I love them like you, Lord?
Who reads their bedtime stories?
Who tucks them in and whispers, “snug as a bug in a rug?”
When did CHILDREN START RAISING CHILDREN?
These are my questions.
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The answers are far from me. Only you can save them, Lord.
WHISPER to them about your GREAT LOVE.
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You are a father to the fatherless; shelter these sweet ones
under
under
your protection, all their days.
