Continued from Part 1
The balance, one that is NOT bought by the sacrifice of ignorance, has come in this way.
1) Look. See. Feel. When I am confronted with heart-breaking realities, I must face them. I can feel guilt that I can’t fix them or that my life is so much easier than so many and that makes me want to avoid the reality. But I have to face it and feel the pain of a broken world.
2) Accept my limitations. I let go of the burden of the guilt and what I cannot do. I cannot single-handedly take away the pain or the problem. I can’t even put a teeny tiny dent in the Herculean Mountain that is most of them.
3) Pray. Pray. Pray. And when that is done, pray some more. At the very least (and the very most) I am called to pray. The Heart of God is an infinite ocean of raging, full love for a world so tragically lost and broken. So much of the journey to be His is to enter into the suffering that sent His Son into the world to redeem it. I know only eternity will show the answer to the prayers born from grief over a fallen world as I wind my way Home in this veil of tears.
4) Listen. Sometimes, perhaps many times, we are called to faithfully pray for something that moves the Heart of God. But there are definitely other times when we are called to take action. Whether it is initiating with that neighbor or co-worker we know is in danger or simply lost. Or sponsoring a child or two or contributing to the rescue of a sex slave. We may be called to foster or adopt children or move to the inner city or even another country.
The fear of the big steps cannot stop us from taking the little steps of seeing, feeling, and praying.
And even when we take the big steps like moving to another country, which my husband, kids and I have done, it is only the beginning of what He is calling us to do.
So through each wave of grief from news, neighbors, or nations, we must exercise that heart muscle we are given and allow Him to form it just like His own infinitely love-filled one. And we need to lift up His people, that we are freed from the epidemic of callous hearts that have ceased to know how to beat with His own. And together, as His heart is born in us one by one, we are a part of the healing He intends for this broken, hurting world.
Abby is a small-town loving, big city adventurer. She and her husband have worked with high school students most of their lives! Since their internship in Budapest, Hungary in 2005-2006, they have been working with the ministry of CRU. In May of this year, they moved to Hungary answering God's call to work long-term with the students of Central and Eastern Europe. Abby loves to laugh, especially at herself, has a passion for God and making Him known and is ever learning how to do that with three small children, ages 5, 3 and one month. She wouldn't trade the journey for anything! She blogs regularly at Fan the Flame
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