On the way to Beam (the organization we are working with) this my morning my heart was breaking again. I found myself angry wondering how God could allow people to live in the state that some of these so-called “houses” were in. Most of the “houses” we passed were nothing but sheets of metal pushed together with another sheet of metal on top held down my whtever rocks these people could find for a “roof”. In some places fabric was draped over sticks to make a “home” for someone. I found myself asking God why? Even the poorest of the poor in America didn’t love this bad. There were thousands of these “houses” packed at the bottom of hill after hill. People were living in these places and raising their families here. This seemed so unfair when I come from a place where I not only have my family’s home but I also have my own home. During the thirty minute ride to the center I found myself begging God to save these people. Save them from the afflictions of living in the conditions they were in. Save them from the poverty and famine. We had some time to kill once we got to Beam so I decided to pick up where I had left off in Psalm. That’s when God in his mighty way comforted me with Psalm 22:26 “the poor will eat and be satisfied” . It was the Lords conformation that he had not forgotten about these people. He wanted to not only comfort them but he also wanted to completely satisfy them. Then the song that has reverberated in my heart throughout all my planning and preparing for this trip came on. “Solution” reminded me that God was using people like me who had so much to be the hands and feet of Jesus to the people who had nothing. He hadn’t abandoned these people, he had orchestrated a plan to show these people Jesus through me. Now instead of just broken, I feel completely humbeled. Humbeled and broken in the best way possible. Â
