When you travel to an undeveloped country, you really get what poverty is. You get what it means for babies and young people to have little or no hope of ever living their own future. You get the heart of God as it breaks for the “least of these.”
This poignant post by Prodigal Jon about a conversation he had with his 5-year-old daughter shows exactly why we do what we do! It’s why worldchild was formed; it’s why we’ve trekked to Cambodia and Ethiopia; it’s why we support orphanages in Africa…to stop the “unreal” impact of poverty and starvation wherever and whenever we can.
When my mom was in Egypt recently, she visited Garbage City in Cairo. Her heart was splintered with compassion for the children living in these conditions. She’s developing a mission of mercy to help the children of Garbage City-to give them daily food, clothing, and school supplies. God broke our hearts for the children of Gonder when we were there last month. Seeing the filthy water they are drinking…it was simply tragic.
Not only is poverty and the death that surrounds it REAL…it is a foul smell in God’s nose. It stinks to heaven…and He is wondering what we will do about it. God takes us to these places to break our hearts—to snap us out of our “comfort coma” and make us realize we MUST do something. We can’t live our lives as if we’re unaware of the suffering in the world.
Thanks Jon for this compelling reminder…that these things are real—and it’s up to us to make a real difference.