No pillow for their heads
The pictures I took in Swaziland still rock me every time I look at them, more each time in fact. I waslooking at this picture and my heart broke again.
These two kids, exhausted, passed out on a concrete step. The other kids, so used to doing the same, think nothing of it, for soon it will probably be their turn.
I remember how sometimes I would get so stressed and discouraged with life that I would go nap to disconnect from my reality. Can anyone relate?
I wonder what these poor little buddies here have going on in their heads. I’m hoping that it is just that “After Thanksgiving Dinner Nap” because they just ate the biggest meal they had in a while. Jesus said that foxes have holes, and birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man has no place to rest his head.
And again, I look, and my heart breaks all over again and tears open in a new way. Not at the seams where it was broken before, but in a whole new way—a way that is reminded of the emergency that is going on there now. Please pray for these little ones and the ones taking care of them, whether it be their 9-year-old brother or sister, a missionary, or whomever. Your prayers reach overseas. Bless you.
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Little sweeties. Makes you want to pick them up, hug them and tell them a bedtime story after you’ve given them a good supper. Prayers are going to have to do today but at least God hears and them will send those arms to hold them whenever He can.
The emotions we have when our tender hearts are broken by sadness and seemingly arbitrary pain are nothing compared to the heartbreak God feels when He looks out on a soiled creation.
Thanks for this poignant reminder.
Here’s a prayer that God gets Marc and his family deployed to Swaziland soon!
I missed the format.
Dear rebellion brother of suffering,Thank you for teaching me obedience.
ADIOS,
Hugh
I just want to love them. Holding them in prayer and in my heart. Thank you for this post.