Five years ago my life was a perfect mess. I had it all together and I was so happy—but only the outside. My life was about me. I wanted what I wanted and I focused my fleeting attention on beauty and and possessions. I thought an extravagant christian life was forcing myself to get up 10 minutes early each morning to read a self-catered devotional. That is, until I went to Honduras.
I am not going to sit here and tell you that there is something magical about that country or that its the best place in the world because thats not true. But 5 years ago, I spent 10 days in a country that changed my life forever. My eyes were opened, my heart was broken, and my passion was ignited.
I was rushed into a scary whirlwind of “What am I supposed to do now?"
I changed my major, gave up worrying about my bank account and decided that even though I have no idea what it will look like, I will dedicate my life to opening the eyes of people just like me, whose hearts haven't been broken and who don't know the atrocities that are happening every second all over the world.
My heart is overtaken as I realize that girls are being trafficked and abused while I pour my bowl of cereal.
Families are digging through the dump in Honduras while I sip on some coffee.
Little girls are lying on cold orphanage floors in China while I order another book off amazon.
And while I sit in Church, wondering what I will eat for lunch or how I will finish everything on my to-do list, over 1,000 children in my city are being abandoned and neglected, tossed from foster home to foster home like unwanted trash.
I don’t have the magic answer to fix all of this. And I don't think we should spend every day worried and upset about the pain in the world. But I think that if we let it soak into our hearts that it exists, the way we live right where we are would change drastically. Maybe we would pray a little more, speak up, give, serve, love, and just stop worrying so much about things that, if we’re honest, don't matter.
As these thoughts penetrated my heart, I received the opportunity to spend the summer in Honduras writing and sharing the beauty, the sadness, the joy, the poverty, and the mighty work of the Lord in the hearts of desperate people. It is hard to believe my plane takes off in 6 days.
I am learning that standing up for injustice, praying for the least of these, and seeking to make a difference is never easy. As the time draws closer, I am overwhelmed at the amount of spiritual warfare.
I have traveled a fair amount of places, held lots of dirty babies…and never gotten any remote form of rash, bug, or virus. But in the past few weeks that have been filled with rushing from school to the office, quick stops at Target, and meeting after meeting…I got head lice.
And those stubborn lice stayed through 4 treatments, a night of mayonnaise, a hair color, and countless hours of my parents, friends and boyfriend picking through my hair. The Lord is continuing to prune and humble my prideful heart.
Then Larissa, a 16-year-old girl from the orphanage, got sick. My heart broke for this precious girl as I prayed for her tests to come back clear.
Just to find out that she tested positive for Pneumonia… and tuberculosis.
Three days ago, Mary, the mother of the boys orphanage was diagnosed with Dengue Fever, an often dangerous virus transferred by mosquitos in Central America.
But our incredible El Elyon, the God most high, is so sovereignly reigning over our every colossal circumstance. In these moments of confusion and brokenness, I am brought to my knees in desperation and I find peace and rest at his feet.
I ask that you pray for me as I begin this short season in Honduras. Pray that I, as well as each person apart of POI, will remember that our God is the most high, above all sickness, disease, and struggle.
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Friend, I am so grateful that you took the time to read this post and lift up these requests to our God most high.
Please continue to pray, and don’t forget to check out the Point of Impact blog for more updates on Larissa and Mary.