Questions.

Here I sit…sipping on my second cup of coffee and eating my beloved fried toast with guava jelly…wondering how I will get two discussion boards (with two replies each), a case study, a reference assignment, and three exams done in the next 36 hours – all while giving my daughter the attention she deserves from me being away during the last ten days. Oh well, I will give it my best.

But enough about me…

My main train of thought this morning is how much there is to process from the experiences at Maria’s Big House of Hope last week – and how slow that seems to be happening now. Each day there I was able to think about the questions in our daily devotions and answer them – an attempt at processing. However, now that I have returned home to somewhat normalcy – there are more questions than answers.

Why are children abandoned in today’s society? Why is there neglect and abuse? Where is compassion? How and why are we allowing this to happen? How are those with disabilities and the unwanted able to display so much hope in a smile or laugh – when all you want to do is cry while holding them? And…shamefully I question…why does God allow this to happen?

Don’t get me wrong…I get that there is a purpose for everything. I know that God has plans we may never be able to comprehend. I just would like to know why we cannot, as Christians – society – human beings, look at the children being lost through the cracks each day and take a stand. Offer a hand of hope, of love, of a home. I cannot understand why churches are not more involved in orphan care – especially since it is a responsibility given to us by Christ. The thought that churches/people are “just more into different ministries” is not viable!!! This is not a pick and choose topic…it is our responsibility…set forth in James 1:27! I cannot understand how people can fight for the life of a tree or species – and allow children to die. Coming from a nature-lover herself, if there is a choice between fighting for a child or a tree…the child should take precedence EVERY time. There are more important things in life…than things.

While in Luoyang, I was especially drawn by those children with medical issues that left them paralyzed - most of the time they were only able to see floor level. Those are the children I held for hours and lifted so they had a different view. In writing this…it is speaking to me. Are we not like them – stuck in a view of the world and unable or unwilling to move? What if we were lifted to another level…a higher place to see more than just what is in front of us? A place where the physical, emotional, and spiritual care all of God’s children was important to us.

I don’t want to be stuck in that place with only a small amount visible. I want to see all that is around me. I want to be more than I am – not for me, but for Him!