Last month I sat in the Dominican Republic with six amazing women who have a passion to serve God and to make a difference in this world. We cleared our schedules for a time of strategic thinking, prayer, and planning. Each woman is different in her personality, skill set, and strengths but each one brought flavor to the discussion and power to the vision.
We contemplated the vast needs of women in crisis around the world. We considered God’s call to reach the least of these, the last of these, all of these. We laughed with women and children whose lives are different because one of the women in our group had the courage to act when she saw the needs. She started on the streets, sharing food, comfort, and a listening ear. Today she is empowering women to read, to create, and to grow. In a few weeks, Mercy center will open it’s doors housing women who are crying out for healing, restoration, and hope. But there is more….
Where there was once one woman now there are many. And these women are making a difference for their communities, for their country, and for the individual lives of women and their children. Trafficking is more than a buzzword, or a political agenda, or a judicial endeavor. Behind each face is a story — a life — a destiny. I can no longer sit idly by in my safe world reading about the lives of women and children in crisis. Not when there is hope to give.
“But I have so little to give!”
This thought comes to my mind often when I face the complexities of problems that are God-size. But what if God would do for me what he has done for thousands through the centuries of time? What if he would use me to share his love, to be his hands and feet, to give his hope, to pour his courage into the hearts and lives of others? Ah, now we have possibilities! He brings his heart and his hope to the most desperate of situations and to the cases that are lost causes. He infuses his power and his wisdom into things that are broken and dead. In Him there is hope.
We don’t go alone.