Journeying around the world, you obviously get to see more things. You see different skin color, different cultures, different foods, yet at the same time you see political turmoil, ranges of economy, orphaned kids, how people live with garbage bags as their roof, etc.
In India, I have seen physical bodily suffering. We prayed for a boy who has hemophilia and a deformed knee, entered the home of women who have previously been sex trafficked, and worked at a hospital and children’s home for those who have AIDS and/or HIV.
How many of us actually have friends or let alone know someone with AIDS or HIV? Even in America, there is still this stigma that those with the disease are less than. It is even tougher in a country where the caste system is part of the culture.
There was this one boy who made quite an impression on me. He was just skin and bones… you could not even see any muscles on him. His parents had passed away already. But everyday we were there, we saw him. Sitting in front of the hospice, reading his bible the best he can.
God is working. Even when we don’t see it. He desires wholeness in His children, in spirit, mind and body.
For me, it has been an honor to meet so many of those who have amazing faith in God but yet are viewed to be the lowest in the world’s standard.
Do we have any preconceived presumptions or any hint of prejudices of any kind to others? (Whether it is IQ level, disabilities, skin color, financial situation, etc.) Let’s ask God to show them to us and instead see others through His loving eyes.
