Loving the "hell" out of them....literally.

War. Abduction. Sex Trade. Violence. Rape. Torture.....Africa.

These things make my head spin. They make me want to go to Africa and fly in and save all the little suffering babies. Impossible. But, if I could do it, I would go in a heart beat, whether I would come out alive or not. Life isn't fair. And the more I hear about all the horrible, gut-wrenching things going on all over the world, the more thankful I am for the life God has given me. Why was I born into a loving family? Why was I so blessed that I got to grow up in the United States where wars are fought on different soil? I know there are people all over the world suffering, but my heart was left in Africa, and that is where it will stay I'm afraid.

I feel like God is calling me to work with the Refugees who come to America. So dad, you can breathe a sigh of relief. Working with African babies doesn't mean I have to be in Africa.
However, seeing footage of the damage done by the Lord's Resistance Army, and pictures of tiny children in Darfur make me so extremely grateful for the baby brother that I have.

I just wish we, as Christians, as Americans, and just as people, could really love the hell and the violence and the suffering out of people.
But, we can't. So....I'll just have to stick with loving the hell out of the ones God blesses my life with.

Grace and Peace....don't take it for granted.