The Poorest Place on Earth

At the risk of becoming the woman who won't stop talking about Africa...

You have to read Heather's blog...http://blurbsandoutbursts.blogspot.com/2010/05/poorest-place-in-world.html

Heather's husband, Andrew, was on the trip to Africa with me. We visited Kroo Bay as well and somewhere deep in the crevice of my brain I had stored those memories, those smells, those horrific sites. And, along the way, I have not had a need to return to that place. I didn't want to remember that for some women, every day they must fill their jug with water full of deadly parasites. Every day they must pray that God might fill the mouth of their babe. Every day they must watch their child play in pig feces. You see, this is not a place you want to remember. Not a place you want to think about daily. And I haven't had too...until tonight, reading Heather's blog. 


All of the memories returned and the tears will not stop flowing now. I am saddened by the poverty. I am more saddened at my complacency. I am angry that I have let myself push that out of my brain. 


Dear Lord, forgive me! Today, Lord, forgive me of my complacency. Forgive me of my sin of knowing what ought to be done, and not caring enough to give up my morning latte to help! 

Think I am being hard on myself....read this verse...

James 4:17
Anyone, then, who knows the good he ought to do and doesn't do it, sins.

I know the good I could do by just giving a little more each month. I have seen the money I give in action...Lucy being fed! Kids getting medical care. I have no excuse! Dear Lord, forgive me!