This week I had the opportunity to develop several outreach ideas for the women’s ministry at our church. In doing so, I tried to develop global, local, and spiritual initiatives for each idea. When presenting my ideas I was challenged. Another woman said that she doesn’t think we should be reaching out globally when there are so many needs right here in the DC area. I came home and pondered that thought. She’s right. And I do want to reach out to the local community at every possible opportunity. But I also can’t pretend that I do not know what is happening around the world. I may just have to make these weights my own personal missions.
Our adoption journey led me down a path where my eyes have been opened to unbelievable travesties in this world. To be honest, I wish I was still ignorant. I wish that I could just stick my head in the sand and pretend like I don’t know that there are parts of the world where children are treated worse than the dogs were treated at Michael Vick’s house. I wish that I did not know that around the entire globe, children are being sold into sex slavery and that the vast majority of them will die as slaves. I wish I did not know that there are still large portions of the world where a child with autism has no chance of ever being educated or valued.
But I do. My eyes are open. Tonight I read a story that I had to share. Grab a box of tissue. Your eyes are about to be opened too.