Listening to: Anberlin, (*Fin)
"His eyes still haunt me to this day."
Did you know? there is a drought in the horn of Africa right now, Ethiopia, Kenya, Somali. Those words above are the words of a mother who had to leave her sick child on the side of the road to die.
Her words haunt me on this day. I want take a moment, out of the relaxed, blessed, comfortable breezes of summer time in Minnesota to ask you to identify with this woman's pain.
Go read the article, and try to ignore the pain of the woman who gave birth in the desert, and hasn't eaten anything in three days since then, and is wondering at what kind of a world her precious little one has been born into.
maybe listen to that song from Anberlin while you read. and hear the voices of kid's in this situation as they ask if they are a lost cause. Do we consider them a lost cause? do we care?
How different does our gospel look when you are reading verses about Jesus being hope and and living water to people in situations like this? We say we believe these verses, but think about reading them while looking into the eyes of your sick child as you have to choose to leave him behind and make it to the camp with your other four children or you all die.
How do these eyes change the desperation of your gospel? How do they change your response?!? they should.
Last thought. Need it to get a little closer to home? Somalians are the one's having to make the journey to theses camps in Kenya. Minnesota has the largest amount of Somalian immigrants in the US. how many of our neighbors have families back, living in these conditions, suffering? wondering if their husband/son/daughter are alive?
Are they just lost causes to us too?
