It’s hard to process things that’d don’t make sense. It’s hard to process things that are so opposite of what’s ingrained in our culture.
It’s hard to understand how someone might say children’s lives aren’t precious. It’s hard to understand why a child would get denied medical care because medicine shouldn’t be ‘wasted’ on a child.
It’s hard to process that a year ago, the little boy who ran up to me at dinner last week and brushed my hair away to give me a big kiss on the check was being raised by his 6 year old brother on the streets. It’s hard to process that no one would care for this precious child, or the 6 other kids under 7 who all lived in a shack raising themselves because they didn’t matter.
It’s hard to process that the sweet boys who I just spent three weeks teaching English too and playing soccer with lived on the street because their home was so bad they didn’t want to sleep in it. It’s hard to process that that the 11 kids we just spent our time with, all of which I want to adopt were left to fend for themselves. It’s hard to process that in order to go to high school here you have to pay more money then most people make in a month.
It’s hard to process that I can’t fix any of it, and despite all that these children have been through, they still reveal so much love, joy, peace, and goodness to everyone they see.
As I leave and begin to try and process what I’ve seen and experienced, I’m reminded to remain faithful. Faithful, that God is bigger than than these problems. Faithful that God has a plan and a purpose for all these beautiful lives. And remaining faithful that our God cares more than I ever could.
Luke 16:10 reminds us to be faithful in the small things and the big. God has been teaching me this month to remain in Him with EVERYTHING. To those who are faithful in the little things, they will be faithful in the large things.
I must remain faithful.
As I prayer walked about the city we were doing ministry in, God reminded me that although all we may see is dirt and the messiness of the world, He makes beautiful things out of dust. He can use hurt, broken people to help change the world.
This month I was called to love hard which made saying goodbye so hard, but I wouldn’t change a thing.
Please keep the precious people of Lesotho in your prayers and check out the amazing ministries I was able to work with! They need your thoughts and prayers to continue to spread God’s love to these precious children.
