This week has been an eye opening week. We’ve talked in the past about sponsoring a child. After reading David Platt’s Radical we know in our hearts our going-through-the-motions life of “being good” Christianity is hollow. God calls us to have a heart for the poor and a desire to give sacrificially. But as it often happens, our daily lives pushed aside those feelings as we focused again on the mundane.
Taking care of the twins, potty-training Abigail, finding out we’re expecting baby number seven, watching our three oldest children begin to spread their wings and venture out further from our little nest – all these things have kept us busy. And they’re good things! How wonderful to be so blessed! People always comment, “You sure have your hands full.” And I love to reply, “Yes, full of GOOD things!”
But there is always room for another child in our hearts and in our hands.
I’ve been so blessed to follow along with the Compassion Bloggers by reading their posts about their trip to Nicaragua. Their stories are beautiful. They’ve met the children they sponsor. They’ve been given hugs and gifts.
They’ve realized the glaring differences in their own safe childhoods and the perils of a child growing up in poverty. They’ve witnessed the power of a letter. They’ve seen hope rising from the bleakest of situations.
And as I’ve read their stories, my heart began to beat tenderly for the poor again. We often sing in our services, “break my heart for what breaks yours,” never realizing just how painful it can be when God does exactly that. I haven’t been able to look at the pictures of the faces of children in need without crying. There are so many of them!
And it takes so very little to do so much for them. It’s only $38 a month. My family pays more than that to eat at a fast food restaurant. With just a few cuts here and there, it’s all too easy to save that money in our meager budget to send to a Compassion child. For us, it’s one meal out – hardly a sacrifice at all.
We’re a family of eight, soon to be a family of nine, living on a fixed budget with one income (my husband works while I stay at home). We are not what the American culture would call wealthy.
But we are very rich. We have food. We have water. My children have access to medicine. We can sleep safely on soft beds in air-conditioned rooms. We don’t even know what it feels like to miss a meal. My children have never ended the day hungry. If you compare our lives to the lives of families living in desperate poverty, we are wealthy beyond belief.
God has given us so much. How can we not take what has been given and give to others?
Consider sponsoring a child with Compassion International. You can rest assured your donation is handled with integrity. Charity Navigator, America’s largest charity evaluator, has awarded Compassion its highest rating — four stars — for 12 consecutive years, placing Compassion in the top 1 percent of all charities. Compassion works in 26 countries. The children Compassion serves receive so much, including the opportunity to learn about Jesus; educational opportunities; health care and hygiene training; supplementary food if necessary; a caring and safe Christian environment to grow in self-confidence and social skills; personal attention, guidance and love.
The beauty of Compassion International’s program is each child has only one sponsor. The child/sponsor relationship is so very important. Through a personal relationship with their sponsor the children learn they are valuable and someone cares about them. You are able to speak words of encouragement to a child and change their life forever.
And the best thing of all?
They pray for you. A child, with unimaginable needs, stops and prays to the Heavenly Father – asking Him to bless you. How beautiful are the prayers of those children!
Visit Compassion International’s site today and see the faces of children waiting for you. Make a small step and begin sponsoring a child for only $38 a month. You’ll change their world. And they’ll change yours.
“For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat,I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink,I was a stranger and you invited me in,” – Matthew 25:35