Thursday, February 16, 2012

Break My Heart For What Breaks Yours, Lord

For a while now, I've been sneaking over to the Reece's Rainbow website.
Scrolling down the beautiful little faces.  Reading about the children.  Picking MINE to bring home.  If I could bring one home, which one would I choose?  It's so hard to just pick one.  (I have narrowed it down to a couple.  Who wants to tell Alan?)  Now and then, I'd come across the term, "About to be transferred" and it would seem that the writer would be pleading with everyone looking at the site, insinuating there's not much time left.  Why? 

I figured out why.  After researching the terminology, I discovered that "transferred" is what happens to these children around 4-6 years of age in lots of other countries.  If the children aren't what society deems "perfect" enough, meaning they have some sort of physical or mental disability, ranging from severe to mild cases of things like Down Sydrome, they have a very short adoptable window.  Then they are transferred to a mental institution to spend the rest of their lives with no one to love them, in a bed, never going outside, until they die.  Because they weren't "good enough".  

There is NO GOOD EXCUSE for the body of Christ to be turning a blind eye to these children all across the world.  I have been guilty right along with everyone else.  Because it's hard.  We don't want to look at them.  Our lives would have to be interrupted, our plans not followed through, in order to take them and give them a family.  Our finances stained.  Our vacations altered.  Our date nights more expensive because we need to hire multiple babysitters instead of one.  Our bodies more tired.  Less time to watch T.V. and read magazines and do what we want to do, what the world tells us "we deserve" to do. 

I hope you read these posts. I hope you are disgusted.  Not with the children, but with us.  With our sinful, selfish natures. This is REAL and IT HAPPENS EVERY DAY and THESE CHILDREN DESERVE LOVE.  The same way we deserve love.  Not because of anything we've done.  But because Jesus Christ gave his LIFE to save us when we deserved NOTHING.  How can we not do the same for others?  

I love Proverbs 24:11-12, but I especially love the way The Message puts it: 11-12 "Rescue the perishing;
don't hesitate to step in and help.
If you say, "Hey, that's none of my business,"
will that get you off the hook?
Someone is watching you closely, you know—
Someone not impressed with weak excuses."

Please read all three of these posts so you get all the story and info.  All of it.  Please. And then pray.


and this:

and this:

Pray about what we, as the church, should do for these precious ones, the least of these.  While we're praying, we can at least give up some of our fun money to help a child find a forever family.  It's possible through sites like Reece's Rainbow. 

**Adding this in later:  I liked a comment made on the blog I linked you to.  The commenter says, "God did not create borders. Humans did. There are no borders on kindness, no borders on love, no borders on charity. The "there are just as many starving/abused/orphaned children in America" argument separates God''s children from one another by synthetic borders. " 

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