a heart for the hurting

March 15, 2010 at 5:08 am 1 comment

From a Public Relations/Advertising/marketing perspective, I have to say that I think Compassion and World Vision are pretty brilliant.  Why?  Well, to promote child sponsorship and show the work they are really doing in villages, they’ve hosted several blogger tours.  They invite well-known Christian bloggers on trips, where they interact first hand with these people, take pictures, and write about it.  For an example, MckMama just came back from a tour with Compassion to Kenya – and you can read her beautiful and brutally honest posts here.  Since they can’t take all donors to Kenya, they take a few bloggers and let the world experience it through their words and their cameras.  And so many blog readers sponsor children as a result of seeing this poverty and redemption; it’s a beautiful thing.  And it seems like so many bloggers I follow have been on these trips – Angie went to India, MckMama just came back from Kenya, as I mentioned, and Kelly is set for Compassion’s next trip.  Jessica will be on board for World Vision’s next blog tour, destination the Dominican Republic; her husband just came back from Uganda with them.  

Why am I writing this?  One, because I just think it’s a really awesome idea.  Two, because through their words and pictures and experiences, God has been answering my prayer to give me His heart for the hurting. 

And now, I have to face what I’ve always been avoiding.  My own ridiculous wealth.  My own helplessness.  My own confusion. 

I am, quite honestly, overwhelmed by the needs.  People desperately need help all over the world.  People like the poor – in places as far away as Kenya, as close as my own city.  The orphans and foster care kids.  The girls caught in the sex trade – all over the world, and in my own city. 

So. Many. People.

And I have no idea what to do.  I want to be generous with my money and the material possessions I have.  But I also want to give myself, I want to do something more than skipping a few Starbucks drinks and clicking the “donate” tab.  I want to obey Christ’s command to bless the least of these, to look out for the poor, the hurting, the orphans and widows.  I want to do something radical. 

I’m just tired of feeling so helpless.  And I have no idea where to start; what I could really do to make a difference. 

I’m in college.  I know I should see this as my training ground; learning and preparing myself for whatever God may have in store for me afterwards.  And I know that God’s plan is not for me to chuck this education-thing to the wind and go set up an orphanage in Haiti right now, even though sometimes I think I would like to.  (Or do I only like it hypothetically?  Would I really do it if I was told to?  Do you like my depressing questions?  Just a warning, it’s that time of night when the world generally comes crashing down.  I don’t drink coffee, remember).

And I’m frustrated with myself, frustrated with my lack of time, frustrated that I don’t know where to start.

But I do know one thing: even though sometimes it seems like I can’t hear God, I know He hears me, because He promises.  And as He’s been answering my prayer to break my heart, He’s not going to just leave me here.  He’s also going to answer my prayer and show me what He wants me to do, right now, and how He wants to use me.  Because His heart is breaking, too.


Entry filed under: faith, serving.

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  • 1. Becca Anne  |  March 18, 2010 at 5:54 am

    Me, too, Megan! I wish I could be a world-changer, a life-saver, a hurt-healer… but it all seems so far away and distant and not part of my life. So what do we do? pray and wait?


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