Up until a year ago, I was pretty good at ignoring the message. I would turn away whenever they'd flash a picture of a sad kid on the screen. I'd tell myself there's no way I could afford to sponsor a child -- that someone else would step up and sponsor them. It just wasn't me. Until my friend, Robin, went to India with Compassion and changed everything.
And I thought to myself...maybe I could just sponsor one child.
Robin's a great writer. She felt she needed to be a voice for these kids who don't have a voice. When she returned, she wrote about how she was changed and wouldn't look at anything the same way. Pedicures. Expensive dinners. All the luxuries of home. Her newfound perspective broke through my will, and I sponsored a girl with the same birthday as me.
And I thought to myself...I'm doing my part. I sponsored a child. Just don't ask me to go out of the country.
Several months later, an email came into my inbox offering for members of the She Seeks team to go on a Compassion trip. I sat on my hands so I wouldn't respond to it, and swiftly deleted the email so I wouldn't have to look at it. I prayed that God would send others, but just not me. Two of our team went, and they were changed.
And I thought to myself...I don't want to change. I don't want to look at things differently. I'm comfortable here.
In the weeks that followed, a Compassion representative came to town. She spoke of Compassion kids and the work they are doing through the local churches in other countries. She shared with the She Seeks team how we can get those packets that represent real children to take with us when we travel and speak.
And I thought to myself...Whew. She's not talking to me. I don't speak. I hide behind my computer.
Though I tried to avoid it, suddenly, she looked me in the eyes. I didn't want her to, afraid of what I would see. I saw the hurt she had for these kids. I felt her heart hurting for them. That's when I knew.
And I thought to myself...I'm going on a trip. I don't know when. I don't know where. I'm scared. But I know I'm going.
And though I am sometimes hide behind my computer, afraid of to face the change I fear, I know that I can't stay comfortable and safe forever. He's asking me to care about the kids Compassion reaches. He's asking me to go and see them for myself. And though I've said no many times before, I'm finally saying yes.
And I thought to myself...I'm ok with that.
Maybe God's just calling you to sponsor a child right now. Check out Compassion's website and find the child God has for you.
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Lisa Boyd is the Tech Dudette who's most comfortable on her computer with an internet connection and a refrigerator full of Cokes in the next room. She blogs occasionally at http://simplyhis.org
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