Late Night Ramblings

Today I read an article about an eight year old girl in Yemen who was married to a forty year old man who demanded his "marital rights" on the night of their wedding. This demand caused internal bleeding from a ruptured uterus and killed the girl. The article read on to talk about how the man justified his actions by saying "Muhammad had a 9 year old bride". No. It's not okay. This girl meant the world to Jesus. She was innocent. A baby. This is where my heart breaks in a million pieces. Stories like this make me remember why I was born, what my purpose is and how great the God I serve is. 
We are so blessed in America. I hear all the time "why do you want to be a missionary?" "Why don't you stay here and help the people here?" "We need enough help here."... The list goes on. Yes, absolutely America has problems. There are very low income areas and hurting people but in reality, the poorest of us in America is richer than the majority of the world. As if the problems ended at finances. There are some parts of the world (in fact MANY) that have never heard the name Jesus. At least in America people hear the story all the time and know about it, whether they choose to take it personally is just a choice they have. Some people, I'm sure such as Harwan's family from Yemen who gave their 8 year old daughter up to marry a 40 year old have never heard about Jesus and his love. This breaks my heart. This pushes me to pray harder, love stronger and pursue Christ like never before. I just want to love with a love like I have been so gracefully given. I want to hold those babies that have never been held (sometimes babies don't have an age limit). I want to GO. The great commission. I want to be Jesus with skin on. But really more than anything, I want to love. People will know who I represent by the way I love.
My heart hurts for Harmen. She didn't deserve any of that. My heart longs for girls like her. I can't wait to be where I belong. Where I truly belong. I understand the journey is extremely important but, oh the marvelous things ahead. The love that stands before me.. Hm. Jesus is good. 

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