Our hearts have been heavy.
And not the kind of heaviness you can just shake off or forget about.
The kind of burden that just won't go away.
There are roughly 145 million orphans in the world.
I'm sure you have read or heard that statistic before.
I know I have.
And for a long time it was only that.
But lately it has been more than that.
It is a person.
Longing for love, a family, a home.
When I think about either of my kids being out on the street
or in an overcrowded orphanage my heart breaks.
I never want them to be without anything.
And yet my kids are nothing special.
They are children of God
just like e.v.e.r.y. orphan.
Loved. treasured. precious. children of God.
So if God loves them all the same
why don't I?
I saw the quote below on this blog while I was reading this post. Wow. I think it speaks for itself.
"Sometimes I would like to ask God why he allows poverty, famine and injustice in the world, when he could do something about it...but I'm afraid he might ask me the same question."