I ask myself this question more often than I would like to admit. And most of the time my answer is usually, “I honestly don’t know”.
This month in Nepal I have been tormented by the question of whether or not I am making any difference at all. Our team trekked from village to village giving a message in churches, encouraging and praying for pastors and fellow believers, and trying to reach out to the sick and hurting. Sometimes I have a moment of clarity and I know my purpose in that moment, I see the hope on their faces, I get it. But other times, as we walk through the “slums” of Kathmandu praying for the sick babies and playing with the restless and rambunctious kids, I am struck with the feeling that I’m not actually helping them. But rather that I am merely facilitating a distraction from the difficult life they know too well.
This question I ponder, it’s a lie from satan. I know that. But I don’t always feel that. I feel helpless and stuck. It takes everything in me to find the hope inside of me, the very hope I am trying to show them, to keep walking, playing, praying, and loving everyday.
Earlier today I was messaging with a sweet friend of mine back in the States about this subject. She took the time to speak life into me and left me with a verse I had completely forgot about. A verse that speaks life to my struggles and gives me the hope I need to continue doing His work.
“Let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up.” Galatians 6:9
We are doing good. Not just myself or Robbie, but you too. You are doing good. It is H·A·R·D. It is heart wrenching. But it is so so SO good.
Don’t give up.
Keep your Hope in Him, and we will all be able to make it another day doing what He has called each of us to do.
Make disciples, teaching them all the commandments Jesus taught us.(Matthew 28:19) Love Him. Love one another.
We are making a difference.
