Seeing Justice

My Liberia trip this month was very successful. It was definitely one of the harder trips. With no running water, a few days of no power, creatures invading the team house and club music playing next door till midnight each night to name just a few of the hardships. The thing that always pull me through these type of trips is seeing God do crazy stuff in the lives of those we are serving as well as in my own life and the lives of our field team.

Without the God element, there is no way I could live this kind of life. I am too much a creature of comfort. The joke is that I am not a camping type person, yet as I choose to walk in the life God has asked of me, I am never at a loss of the awe-ha moments of seeing God do one crazy thing after the next.

I am so in awe of the incredible favor we have with the Government of Liberia. I am in awe of all the healthy Children we are helping who not long ago were on their death beds. I am in awe of the orphanage directors who had to listen to their children cry themselves to sleep due to empty stomachs, who now have adequate food and sanitary conditions to live in. I am in awe of children who had no hope for a future, and are able to now dream big.
We are seeing Justice come to pass for so many children.

With all the success stories there are still big prayer points. One big prayer point is for the many displaced orphans that come into the system when their orphanage is closed due to negligent and awful directors. This issue is never far from my thoughts. God has a way of not letting me get away with ignoring large needs that are close to His heart. He tends to put them right in front of my face as if to say “Rebecca this one is what I want you to pay close attention to.”. The children from the closed homes are ending up in some of the full orphanages that we are helping and it is really a sad situation because they are just another mouth to feed. They are a huge burden and not considered a welcomed guest. The children are so precious and yet do not belong anywhere. The government is asking us to build a transit center for the purpose of finding adequate homes for the children, and they pleaded with us extra intensely while I was there. They know where we are financially, but they still ask. My heart aches for those kids. All we can do is share the stories with others and pray God will provide an answer for these precious children. Two girls who are displaced grabbed my heart on this trip. They are both named Mary. One is about 8 and the other 12. I called them big Mary and little Mary. They followed me everywhere at one of the homes we help. Them clinging to me, just broke my heart. They would stroke my hair and hug me with longing eyes every moment they could. Out of all 80 kids in the home, I knew God specifically set it up that those two girls would be who God would use to rip my heart apart to represent the huge number of displaced kids that do not belong anywhere. Big Mary and Little Mary have captured my mothers heart and the fight in me will continue till an answer is found for the many others who God is wanting us to fight for. Will you join with me in praying for a transition center to come to pass in God’s perfect timing.