** Note. I’m running out of steam. So, in order to take a breather I’m reposting my favoritey favorite posts from my first 31 days series. They also actually fit my theme for this year.**
Originally posted 18 Oct 2012:
The last several times I’ve gotten ready for our worship service it has taken me longer than usual to choose my shoes. I’ve had to think long and hard about which pair I would wear. The thought of leaving my shoes at the altar was weighing so heavy on my mind that each time I have been momentarily paralyzed in my choosing.
Isn’t it silly how a pair of shoes can throw you for a loop? The worst part is that I knew no one would ask me for them… It was a hypothetical situation, not a real one. Once I realized how ridiculous and selfish I was the shame and grief came flooding. I felt so small and insignificant, but changed. I went to worship knowing if anyone asked for them, I would leave those shoes at the altar in an instant. How silly of me to even stress about such a trivial offering when there are others in TRUE NEED.
I am shaken to my core. We’ve sponsored children in third world countries for years, but is that all I’m called to? Is sponsoring a few children all that I can give to help a dying world? I have the perfect pair of shoes for every occasion, but in other places children are dying because they don’t have food.
“Is not this the kind of fasting I have chosen:
to loose the chains of injustice
and untie the cords of the yoke,
to set the oppressed free
and break every yoke?
7 Is it not to share your food with the hungry
and to provide the poor wanderer with shelter—
when you see the naked, to clothe them,
and not to turn away from your own flesh and blood?
8 Then your light will break forth like the dawn,
and your healing will quickly appear;
then your righteousness[a] will go before you,
and the glory of the Lord will be your rear guard.
9 Then you will call, and the Lord will answer;
you will cry for help, and he will say: Here am I. (NIV Isaiah 58:5-9)
In the shadow of such enormous need, I realize that in no way shape or form can I do it all. I can’t even put shoes on that sweet soul wearing soda bottles on their feet…
The realization that I am so small and the need is so great humbles me beyond words. I am overwhelmed by the enormity of the need compared to my own insignificance. What can I or any one person possibly do to care for the vast multitude in need?
(To Be Continued…)