Today's another one of those days I'm hit with "IT" -
the overwhelming grief about what I witnessed in Uganda,
the individual stories of people who's names I know,
who's hands I've touched,
who I spoke with,
prayed for
and the agony of figuring out exactly what it is that I am meant to do about it.
I've got so little extra-time and energy that I need a very clear strategy.
The last thing I want to do is burn myself out in the process ~
Or have my family suffer ~
Been there, done that ~
Not again!
Crying out to you, Lord
CONTINUALLY
I've got LOTS of ideas
Please show me the first step
Or the whole picture
a strategy
YOU are a father to the fatherless
the defender of widows!
YOU love these precious people with a passion way greater than mine!
I know I can't possibly help them all
But what I CAN DO - I GLADLY WILL
Just make it clear
And I'll be off running with it!
My eyes fail from weeping,
My emotions are deeply disturbed,
My heart is poured out upon the ground in grief
because of the destruction of the daughter of my people,
because infants and nurslings faint in the streets of the city.
They keep crying to their mothers:
Where is food and drink?
as they faint like wounded men in the streets of the city,
as their lives ebb away on their mother's bosom.
Lamentations 2:11-12
the overwhelming grief about what I witnessed in Uganda,
the individual stories of people who's names I know,
who's hands I've touched,
who I spoke with,
prayed for
and the agony of figuring out exactly what it is that I am meant to do about it.
I've got so little extra-time and energy that I need a very clear strategy.
The last thing I want to do is burn myself out in the process ~
Or have my family suffer ~
Been there, done that ~
Not again!
Crying out to you, Lord
CONTINUALLY
I've got LOTS of ideas
Please show me the first step
Or the whole picture
a strategy
YOU are a father to the fatherless
the defender of widows!
YOU love these precious people with a passion way greater than mine!
I know I can't possibly help them all
But what I CAN DO - I GLADLY WILL
Just make it clear
And I'll be off running with it!
My eyes fail from weeping,
My emotions are deeply disturbed,
My heart is poured out upon the ground in grief
because of the destruction of the daughter of my people,
because infants and nurslings faint in the streets of the city.
They keep crying to their mothers:
Where is food and drink?
as they faint like wounded men in the streets of the city,
as their lives ebb away on their mother's bosom.
Lamentations 2:11-12
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