Sunday, May 30, 2010

Anybody but Us...

Often when I sink my body into bed after many hours, my mind is still going. I find it necessary to pretend...imagine life that is not reality. As my imagination drifts I often find myself in foreign lands, painting walls of orphanages, bringing children off the street, opening doors of children's homes that have been built with toil and sweat.

One place where my imagination travels is to that of an HIV positive mother who is planning to abandon her child at the gates. As she collapses, we are able to pull her inside and get her the much needed medical attention. We are able to provide her the drugs needed (and rarely given in a 3rd world countries) and a job at that very orphanage, enabling her to raise her own child. I love imagination....

Yet my imagination flourishes at that point. To create a home, even for just 6 to 7 widows and their families, training them, watching their children, giving them a place to live, food to eat, and hope through Christ. I often drift off feeling a fire inside...the fire of the power of imagination...the power of the desire to make a difference for God, people almost begging to help, and unlimited funds to make a difference.

Imagination is cool like that. We imagine a different world where there are no sleepwalkers, where our eyes are not veiled to the need out there. We imagine a world where there are not children huddling under sheets of plastic along the side of the road. We imagine a world where the hordes of fatherless don't clog the streets, but snuggle next to their mommy's sides. We imagine......

Then we wake up.
*We say that tomorrow we will have enough money.
*We say that we are comfortable in our oblivion, not knowing the reality outside our doors.
*We say that the toddler in foster care, abused, at least has a place to sleep and doesn't effect us.

*We say that a five year old resting on a dirt floor, the only parent to his 2 year old sister, will have someone notice (just not us).
*We say the 13 year old (the same age as our daughter) that is forced into prostitution just to eat (because there IS NO room in the orphanage)...well, she should just find another way.
*We say that "helping the orphan and widow" should be LIMITED to the contribution we make in Church.
*We say "new things" are better than "a new creation in Christ".
*We say, "God, anybody but us......"

Why does imagination have to be so beautiful and reality so ugly?

Anybody but us...

Why is it imagination steps up with the answers, but reality with the complacency?

Anybody but us.....

Why do the cries of orphans fall on plugged ears?

Anybody but us...

Why do the coughs and blood of the dying get put on a book shelve like the library book we forgot to return?

Anybody but us...

Can the time ever be right for us to believe away the lost and tormented, diseased and poverty stricken? Do we have faith that others will be proactive, doing the job we are all called to do?

We can never DO enough. We can never want to DO enough. We are saved by grace and cannot earn salvation, but because of the passion in our hearts for Christ, we must act. We must be proactive, trusting God will provide the funds, not waiting for the comfortable time to act. We must love the unlovable, adopt the sick and alone, hold the widow that lays ill, give to those whose hope rests on the last $10 in your pocket.

What must we do?

Not say, "Anybody but us.."

We must realize that "Anybody" IS me and you. We must realize "but" is not a word we can say to God. Finally, we must realize "us" can no longer exist because we gave our lives to our Heavenly Father.

"Then I heard the voice of the Lord, saying, 'Whom shall I send, and who will go for Us?' Then I said, 'Here am I. Send me!'" Isaiah 6:8

Again, we must realize "but Lord..." are not a words we can say to God.

"Then the righteous will answer him, 'Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?' The King will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me.'" Matthew 25:37-40


  1. I love these words of truth. Thank you!

  2. Preach it Sister:)! Can I add my least favorite "We say..."? It's "We are not called to that..". Oh yes you are! We all are. The call is out there..we choose to answer or ignore it:(.

  3. You have such a beautiful heart. Inspiring.

  4. Oh, Kat, beautiful words! I'm just crying here. So true.

    So many say, "Here am I. Send me. As long is it doesn't conflict with our vacation plans, as long as we can easily afford it, as long as we can fit it into our budget, as long as we can fit it into our schedule." How can we know of Christ's sacrifice for us and not be willing to serve others in His name?

    Thanks for sharing what is on your heart. These thoughts weigh heavy on mine as well.

    Much Love,

  5. Anybody but us...A very heart tugging letter. Very true indeed.


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