In the years that I have lived, loved and groaned
I have never known the hunger pangs of children
I have never witnessed a child dying from the curable
because resources and money was lacking.
I have never found pleasure in a single morsel of rice
because this was all I would eat in a week.
I have never been witness to the slaughter of my parents
because they believed in Jesus.
I have never had to watch as my brothers and sisters
were sold into slavery on the human trafficking market,
loaded up in boxed trucks by the dozens like animals
heading to market…
Yet I know it exists.
I know that many still today find grace in one ray of sunshine
in the midst of hell and fury of hate.
I know children go hungry as militant leaders steal
their wealth and resources and make child soldiers out of them.
I know Aids has killed and will kill entire generations in Africa
leaving orphans in its wake.
I know human slavery hasn’t been eradicated
but is extricating the innocent still to a shortened life of horror.
But how can we end this?
How can we bring food to the hungry,
safety to the threatened
and cures to the dying?
My heart yearns to help.
My heart groans to give aid.
I want to fight this.
I want to stand in the gap for those who cannon for themselves.
I want to bring the light of Christ into darkened places.
To be a place of safe harbor to the lives clinging to death.
How can we fight this?
How can we go?
How can we soldier on?
How do we shine when all we want to do cry and weep over
the evils of man?
This fight must begin and end with You!
Your empowering arms of love.
Father, we cry out to You in a world
sin sick and broken.
Be our salve.
Be our shield.
I’ll fight on!
I’ll fight on into your victory!