I am officially half way through the race. And I am reaching a point where I am tired. I’m tired of constantly being at battle with Satan. I’m tired of seeing poverty. I’m tired of seeing so many people hurting. I’m tired of seeing kids who don’t have parents and are walking the streets. I’m just tired.
But I won’t give up. Because this battle has already been fought, and there is already a conquerer. Satan can try all of his attacks. He can try and make me fall. But I won’t. I am going to stand here steady as ever because I have a protector. I have the Lord who shields me in battle. Who fights for me. Who shows Satan who is boss.
I laugh at the tricks Satan tries to pull. There will never be any amount of nightmares, evil spirits, lies, sleepless night, or sickness. His weapons don’t work on me. I cannot be defeated with Christ on my side!
I will try to see the hurting in the world whether that’s here in Thailand, in Cambodia, in Vietnam, in Madagascar, in Botswana, in South Africa, or even my home land after a mass shooting. I will see it with the eyes of the Lord and love others like Jesus. We might not understand why people would want to cause others hurt. Like when three people walk into a club and shoot it up as if it’s a gun range. It doesn’t make sense. But we can come around those that are hurting and love them. Be there in the hurt. Be there in the confusion and the chaos. Just be there.
Our world is hurting. It is a beautiful place with people who destroy the beauty. It doesn’t matter if you are thousands of miles away on the other side of the world, or in your home town. There are people in need of love, in need of healing, in need of peace, and in need of joy.
This is the reality that we live in. Our world is broken and hurting. So let’s take the pieces we have and mend them. Shine the light of Jesus. Be bold. We are never guaranteed tomorrow.
