To Be His Hands and Feet....

The past couple of months I have been speaking to God, asking that He show me what I am to do with this life He has given me. The past week or two I had a feeling I had His answer. Today I stand before you telling you I do know. We ask the Lord to break our hearts for what breaks His, that we would have compassion and love for His people. Well the Lord took a sledge hammer to my heart. He has broken it into millions of pieces, taken those pieces and given them to the orphans and the poor.



I went through a time in life where I would be mad at God for allowing people to be so poor that they have to eat dirt, that they would have to walk around with dirty clothes or no shoes. Mad that God would allow children to be abandoned by parents, to feel so alone in this world. But the Lord told me, way back before I applied for my December mission trip, that He didnt abandon these people, these children, He loves each and every one of them and He wants us to love them too. He wants us to help them. This is where He wants me. To be His hands, to be His feet. To love His children...