Sometimes the needs of our hurting world can feel like a crushing weight.
Barrel-bomb shrapnel is pulled from a newborn’s face and Nigerian schoolgirls are pulled roughly from their dorms, still missing a year later.
Tsunamis sweep generations away, wildfires turn homes to ash in a dry land, and masked soldiers think nothing of beheading children while masked doctors do the same in sterile clinics.
Each tragedy pulses through our phones and computer screens with numbing regularity. It’s tempting to shut our eyes, plug our ears, and roll over into a deep, comfortable coma.
Do not buy into the slimy lie that because you cannot heal our world, you should ignore it.
You cannot stop all the wars or heal all the diseases, but you can make a difference.
I love this quote by Mother Teresa:
I’m asking because I just received a fat packet from Compassion International with the profiles of three children inside.
The other is a dark-skinned beauty from Ethiopia with round eyes and angular shoulders. I became Asnaku’s sponsor when she was six, and she is now thirteen. She loves the color red, and she worries about her schoolwork. She wants to do well and get a good job someday, and she asks when will we visit? Her letters are always decorated with artwork.
But far beyond the medical, educational, and social benefits given to each child in the program, the personal connection we’ve been able to have with both Eric and Asnaku has been something truly special.
- To find loving sponsors for Egi, Yegele, and little Gregori by the end of September,
- To have a conversation about compassion, need, and God’s ancient and unchanging pursuit of poor and broken people.