
To blog or not to blog, that is the question!
Oh, if I could truly make a difference in this world, bloggin or otherwise! As a wise person I know said (regarding preparing food for starving people) “sounds like something Jesus would do!” I write, and yet don’t truly know why I write…perhaps to attempt to assuage the consuming fire within, the passion to see people come to Jesus and worship, finding the hole inside filled by His love, to see the starving fed, in body and soul; to bring transformation to societies that currently look upon abuse complacently and nonchalantly turn away! OH! The groaning of the Spirit to release those in bondage, those who cannot lift their heads for the iron ball and chain hung round it.

My heart aches from the knowledge of what 2 million + children endure daily, the sexual abuse and ritual prostitution more reliable than food or drink, beautiful children, like my own…deprived of their innocence condemned to probable death, swallowed up in the jowls of evil before they even had the chance to know they are valuable!
Perhaps this is too somber a blog to even be read, why read of such things? The world is full of evil, what can I do about it? Turn on “friends” instead, and help me forget what most of the world calls “life.”
Oh…that all may see, and all may know the wonders of GOD! That all may HEAR of HIS mercy! Compassion! Love! Goodness!
But these are abstract terms, incomprehensible even in our society, consumed as it is with its own self-absorption….how much more incomprehensible might they sound falling upon ears that can scarcely hear for the blows that have befallen them? What of those children? Beloved pride of their parents, raptured by terrorist armies and forced to commit atrocities…What of those in power, who, through the life blood and dreams of the poor line their homes with gold? What of the companies that pay their workers half what they need to survive, in order to turn a profit? Do these things concern me?
So we sit…and hear cultured and excellent music in our services, tailored just so (everyone knows that if you do not use the exact precise chord with the exact precise melody the Holy Spirit will depart). What makes us think the Holy Spirit would care to be in such a place in the first place, much less be dissuaded from staying by the mistaken chord???
Reminds me of something the prophets of old would say….”take away your music, I do not want to hear it! I am sick of your sacrifices! And when you pray I will stop up my ears! For when I looked for justice I did not find it, there is blood on your hands!” (Is. 1; Am – author’s interpretation/compilation)
Oh the cry of God’s heart! Yet, can we even hear it>?? It would seem that the God we have fashioned for ourselves is merely One who gives approval to whatever whim crosses the threshold of our consciousness, a god who is as consumerist as we ourselves are, a god who wants his children to have good things. Something is wrong when we think that our JUST and RIGHTEOUS GOD would love some of His children and starve others, that simply because we were born in more advanced societies and had the awesome privilege of hearing the gospel we are somehow in a “special” place and deserve to have our whims satisfied, while 2 1/ 2 million children are in forced child prostitution…and thousands hunger, millions do not even have the opportunity to hear of Jesus Christ for the first time, yet my God wants me to have the latest Ipod, car, house, guitar, piano, keyboard, Guess clothing, Nike shoes, Apple, HP computer, etc., etc., etc. Enough critiques…
WHAT AM I DOING??? Oh God! Is there hope for me yet?? Do not abandon me to myself! Do not give up on me yet! Holy Spirit of God! Awaken within me the fire, that will not be silenced, that will not back down, that will not step aside, lay down, shut up or go away! Help me to shout abroad the message of Your salvation in Jesus Christ, in word and in deed!
3 comments:
May God help us indeed...thank you Rachel for your powerful thoughts. May complacency be ripped away from me and may the reality of broken hurting children grip my heart as it does His. Rebe
Hey sis,
Powerful words.
May the Lord change are hearts- as you say.
Jo
Wow. Very good.
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