Sunday, August 22, 2010

Break My Heart

I have been blessed. Blessed beyond imagine. I never go a day wondering if I will eat, if I will have clothes to wear, or if I will have a place to lay my head at night. And not only have I been provided all of these things that I need, I have been given far more than that and can live comfortably and have many of my wants. And this is not inherently a bad thing, but truly is a blessing. But I have been convicted this summer in a big way that I have allowed this to consume me. How can I justify having all of this stuff (much of it I do not even use or wear anymore) when there are children halfway around the world that have next to nothing? Scripture tells us “to look after the widows and orphans” (James 1:27). I don’t think that He told us this just so that we can think about it and say, “oh that is terrible, poor child.” I am pretty sure, actually 100% sure, that he said this because he wants us to care for them and look after them. Because of this, Compassion International has been really heavy on my heart. The ministry that they organize is absolutely unbelievable and it really does give everyone the chance to care for children who desperately need the Lord and His love. After spending a summer with David Wangaka, the Compassion representative from Kenya who grew up as a sponsored child, I know that the Lord uses this to impact children for Him. This is not in vain, but God is truly glorified through this. I have been praying more and more that the Lord would break my heart for what breaks His. That He would lay a burden in my life to want to continue to help people all over the world and show the same love that He showed me. Sponsoring Anthony from Nicaragua has already been one of the most rewarding things I have ever done and I cannot wait to see what God will continue to do in that relationship.

But God showed me today as I sat in church, that His heart does not only break for the children in poverty. It also breaks for the person sitting next to me in class that does not know Him as Savior and Lord. How dare me not show the same kind of love to that person that God has shown me. His heart breaks for all who need Him and I need Him to continue to pray for Him to break my heart for the same thing. There are many people here on this campus at Auburn that need to know Him as Father. His kindness drew me to repentance and His love can draw them to repentance as well. I need to be willing to show that kind of love and kindness. He can do far more abundantly than I can ever think or imagine. It is time I start looking at life and this world from His perspective.

Break my heart for what breaks Yours. On the other side of the world and right here in this community. You desire people to know you as Savior and Lord and I want your desire to be my desire. Break my heart.

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