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Sunday, 05 October 2008

  • How to Save a Life

    I cannot speak of my heart burning and not speak of the passion within it for South Africa. As I am faced with the problem of AIDS in that nation, my heart aches for her.

    What can I do for Africa? How can I love her when my heart is so broken for her? How can I dream for her future, when all I can see ahead is her death? In her despair, I must be strong for Africa. I must know that in the midst of all this tragedy and despair--there is hope.

    What can I, as a stranger, really do for South Africa? Her blood runs in my veins; the same blood that has become infected with a disease that threatens the lives of so many in that beloved country. I cannot heal her medically. I cannot ease her pain. I cannot erase the problem of AIDS from her continent. I cannot tell the suffering child that he can have tomorro w. I cannot promise the dying mother that her children will not follow her to her grave. I cannot assure the diseased working man that his strength will return. I cannot tell Africa that her people will again live without the presence of death. But what I can do for Africa, is restore her dignity. I can revive her pride. Together, we can return her humanity to her. As millions of Africans daily face death, we can give them back their life.

    It's easy to feel as though we cannot help Africa because we have no basis with which to comprehend her pain; but we must remind ourselves that what we can understand is her humanity. Alec Brooks, professor at     Bethany College of Missions spoke these words: "I know that when people are joyful, they laugh because I have laughed. I know that when people are sorrowful, they cry because I have cried. I know that when you are sick, you want to be cared for because I want to be cared for. I know these things because I am human. When you cut them, they bleed; when you beat them, they hurt; when you slight them, they feel the sting of that. I recognize these feelings because they are common to me--I am human, as they are, and I have been created by God just as they have been. These people share my longings, my yearnings and my dreams. I will treat them as such."

    There is hope for Africa. By loving her and by caring for her people, we can restore Africa's dignity, her honor and her life. You have a voice. Give her hope.

Tuesday, 30 September 2008

  • Unseen Promises


    Man can spend a lifetime studying God and never really understand the ways in which He moves. Unexpected and unpredicted despite the prophecy of man. Subtle yet monumental despite the theology of His character. Abraham was told to look to the skies. Abraham was told that his descendants would be as many as the stars. Abraham was promised the future of mankind and the legacy that would shake history. Abraham was handed his dreams by an Almighty God. Then God was silent. All Abraham was left with was a barren, scoffing wife; a shocked expression and an inky black sky filled with millions of stars representing an impossible promise.

    And in His own timing, in His own way, God moved.

    There are passions in my heart which have shifted me. There are things in this world that tempt me to wonder at times if God is heartless. But there are things in this world that have shown me the face of God. And I have seen God move. I have known His heart of compassion. I know God, yet I do not know Him through and through.

    All we can do is live this life passionately for Him and continue to yearn for the day when we will see our Savior face to face and everything else will fade in light of His glory.

Monday, 29 September 2008

  • Justice & Dignity

    As human beings, we speak of justice. Whether to be served for a charge of domestic violence, the determination of punishment for a murderer, or in fair hearing of a local court case--we claim to value justice.

    But, where was justice for Rwanda in 1994? 800,000 Rwandans were slaughtered over the span of 100 days while the UN quarreled over the definition of "genocide" and whether or not the situation in Rwanda demanded intervention. Did we think that by avoiding the label, we could in turn avoid the tragedy?

    UN soldiers stood by while mass killings took place, because their orders didn't "allow" them to fire unless fired upon. The UN sent in trucks to rescue the white Europeans trapped in Rwanda, but quickly abandoned 2,500 Rwandans left at the same location to their death. All under the guise of peace.

    Where is our dignity? Where is the sanctity of human life? I can't portray in words the heaviness of my heart as I remember Rwanda. No, I wasn't there. But I feel the service of injustice not only against Rwanda but against humanity.

    I am by no means a political person. I don't follow the news as much as I should, and I understand it even less. But I do know that if humans are being served injustice and are being subjected to suffering by those who should be protecting them, then other humans are obligated to step in. Those who say that the US should pull out of Iraq simply because it's not our country, and not our battle, should ask themselves if they are members of the human race.

    Human suffering does not allow time for diplomacy. A part of all of humanity died at Rwanda--not only the Hutu's and Tutsi's... but anyone who considers themself a member of the human race. Injustice was served to all of us. Injustice is being served to all of us at Darfur. To all of us in Iraq. To all of us in the death beds of AIDs victims. To all of us in the fight against cancer. To all of us victims of human trafficking. To all of us who are human.

    Pain is not a feeling only for the less fortunate. Some of us may manage to keep it at bay, but we cannot deny the fresh stab in our hearts at the sight of another human's suffering.

    Suffering cannot be an issue we avoid. We must yell it from the rooftops. We must wear it's evidence across our foreheads. We must preach it from our pulpits. We must carry it's truth in our hearts.

    The reality of suffering will lead us to the greater reality of hope. And there, we will find rest for our souls.

Wednesday, 24 September 2008

  • figuring it out.

    hey, i'm just starting out in this xanga world... not gonna lie, it's not the easiest blogger to figure out. i want to put something i designed up there as the header, and i really wanna change this background but after sorting through pages and pages of lame themes, i figured i would give it up and just ask some people who actually know how to make this thing look cool... so if you have any suggestions, i'm game.

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