Why don't I cry?
I meditated on this thought all day today.
Why didn't I cry when I saw 3 (very young) children digging through a garbage heap today looking for scraps that they could sell in order to get money to feed themselves.
Something deep inside me wept, but no tears came to my eyes. I saw them as I drove by, maybe age 3, 4, and 5, rummaging through a pile of garbage... it wasn't even garbage, because they would have had to fight the bigger kids to get dibs on that, it was actually a pile of recycled cardboard... to find scraps of something, anything, to sell to buy food. As we drove past I watched this scene unfold like a movie. Something deep inside of me wanted to cry, but no tears came. Why?
Wait... wait... here they come...
Friday, April 25, 2008
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God has an amazing ability to keep you strong while you are on the field. The enemy has a way of messing with your mind & making you feel heartless.
Keep seeking God, the tears will come when you least expect it.
Amy, thanks for stopping by. It is true that God does have a way of keeping you strong, but sometimes I think that there is a level of desensitization that has taken place that is not natural.
My desire is not to cry, but to feel.
What does feeling look like in such cases? Crying to some, changing to others, who knows in each case. I'm sure it depends on what God is doing in the process of each individual. All of which I am sure you can relate given your experience in Cambodia.
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