The morning I went to get E out of Kisenji the song Kings and Queens by Audio Adrenaline came on:
Little hands, shoeless feet, lonely eyes looking back at me
Will we leave behind the innocent too brief
On their own, on the run when their lives have only begun
These could be our daughters and our sons
And just like a drum I can hear their hearts beating
I know my God won’t let them be defeated
Every child has a dream to belong and be loved
Boys become kings, girls will be queens
Wrapped in Your majesty
When we love, when we love the least of these
Then they will be brave and free
Shout your name in victory
When we love when we love the least of these
When we love the least of these
Will we leave behind the innocent too brief
On their own, on the run when their lives have only begun
These could be our daughters and our sons
And just like a drum I can hear their hearts beating
I know my God won’t let them be defeated
Every child has a dream to belong and be loved
Boys become kings, girls will be queens
Wrapped in Your majesty
When we love, when we love the least of these
Then they will be brave and free
Shout your name in victory
When we love when we love the least of these
When we love the least of these
It said so much of what I was feeling. It was everything I could do to not burst out in tears. Tears of anger, tears of joy, or sorrow, of so much. And then thankfulness poured over me. God lets me be a part of this. He leads me throughout the day. He helped me find an organization to rehabilitate her with counseling, education, love, discipleship, and more. I have a community of friends here that can help to provide supplies when I didn't have the strength or time to go shopping for her, and that would even go with me and help me sort through it all. For the body of Christ coming together. That she is safe. Suddenly my circumstances and problems seemed pocket sized.
Within the shadow I could see the light. It was tangible. It was at the foot of the cross. It is were I reconcile my own human depravity. It is where I find redemption. It is where I find forgiveness. May we take it to the darkness, and reveal the shadows with the light.
Please pray for E. Pray that she wouldn't have a desire to run away. Pray that she would feel loved. Pray that we would have the compassion of Jesus, and that we would be able to minister to her mother. We assume there are more girls living like this so pray for us in this. Most of all pray that the Karamojong would be changed by the gospel, and that God would provide more laborers.
Michaela, Your love for others is such a blessing and encouragement to me not to eve grow weary of reaching out to others in the name of Christ. I am so thankful our paths crossed. Amen Amen Amen I am agreeing with you in your many prayers. God hears He knows. Your sis in Christ Summer
ReplyDeleteI read your story over again and tried to transport myself into your position. Almost impossible really. At times I can't literally take care of myself! But I can & do pray. Am moved deeply for the strife & grief that you have believed God will lead and protect & bless you as you jump into the fight with all you have. I definitely see you as a solider for Christ. I will pray you always remember your armor, you must, or you could never stand! such a witness to all who read. God Bless all of the Fulks. Much love & prayers,Summer & Alan.
ReplyDeleteOh goodness... Definitely praying.
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