Amazing Grace was the hymn sung during communion this morning. When they got to the last verse, I started to cry.
When we’ve been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun.
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we’ve first begun.
I cannot wait until the day the Lord has returned and all temptation and hurt has come to an end. I cannot wait until we are shining brighter than the sun, robed in white and forever gazing on the face of Christ, the Prince of Peace and lover of our souls. My heart has been broken in the last few weeks since I started volunteering and sometimes I feel like we are fighting a losing battle, but this verse restored some of my hope.
I see so much pain and suffering in the children I work with. I can see that they need to be loved and my role in their lives is so brief that I cannot be the one to give them the unending love they need. Most of them do not even know that they are worthy of love. They have been mistreated and abandoned by the people who are supposed to love them. How do I show them their worth and dignity, the love of their Creator when I only see them for 15 minutes at a time, if even that? How do I give them hope when I come and go from their lives, just like everyone else has? How do I show them Heaven on earth? I suppose I just have to make the most of the time I do have with these kids. But I feel so small and incapable. And that’s where God’s amazing grace comes in. Please pray for me to have the wisdom of the Holy Spirit as I interact with these kids and that I may overflow with God’s love and shower it upon them.