Compassion

If you pour yourself out for the hungry and satisfy the desire of the afflicted, then shall your light rise in the darkness and your gloom be as the noonday. And the Lord will guide you continually and satisfy your desire in scorched places and make your bones strong; and you shall be like a watered garden, like a spring of water, whose waters do not fail. 
Isaiah 58: 10-11


I moved to Haiti almost 8 months ago. It's crazy how fast the time as gone. Prior to moving, I thought by this point I would understand how to handle the poverty, what the Lord requires to us as we are serving. I couldn't have been more wrong. The more I am here, the more I struggle with what is means to pour out myself. In fact, there are many times, like this week, where I am left feeling un-compassionate. One of the hardest parts of my day, is when I have to look into someones eyes, that is jobless, hungry, and desperate to feed their children, and tell them no, I'm sorry I don't have a job for you. I wish I could help them all. In my mind, I know the right answer, that I'm not called to help them all, but that doesn't help when I am staring into the eyes of the hungry.

My prayer today is that God will multiply what He is doing here. That He will speak to me when that "no" needs to be a "yes" and that I will always be ready to listen and hear His voice!