I don't understand
I have been reading "A Child Called 'It'" and "The Lost Boy" by Dave Pelzer. These are two in a three book series where Dave tells about his life as a child when he was abused then living in foster homes. I am shocked/stunned/mad/upset/sad/hurt as I read about his life and what he went through. Something inside of me wants to scream to the people in his life "Get a grip people! You have NO idea what this little boy is going through!" I want to wrap my arms around him and just hold him. I want to be his friend. Earn his trust. Just be there when he needs me. Not force anything. Just love him. It is stories like this that makes the fire in my heart burn brighter and harder. I read about children who are hurt and abused and I know that I am supposed to be there. Loving them as Jesus would have if He were here. That is part of the reason I want to go to a Christian college. I want to get my BA in early childhood education, yes. But I also want to take counseling classes. I want to be able to help the children I am called to work with.I don't understand how someone could treat a child like that. It totally blows my mind that a person could treat their pet, an animal, better than their own son. To treat them as a slave or worse, like nothing. To convince a child they are nothing. An It. Not a person, but a thing. I am sick to my stomach it hurts me so bad to see children treated in this way. I want to do something, get involved, but I don't know how. I feel somewhat unqualified. Like a baby in the world of adults. I feel so naive... So small. But I know that these are lies straight from the pit of hell. I am qualified in the power of my Jesus! He gives me all the strength and knowledge I need. He has given my the dream of being a friend to the friendless. To help and hold those children who have no one that will love them. To show them Jesus by living as He would. Not by preaching it to them, but by living it. They don't need another lecture. What they need is love and I can give that to them. I can play with them. I can let them cry. I can bandage a scraped knee. I can let them be kids!
My life verse is James 1:27:
Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world. (NIV)
Real religion, the kind that passes muster before God the Father, is this: Reach out to the homeless and loveless in their plight, and guard against corruption from the godless world. (The Message)
External religious worship [religion as it is expressed in outward acts] that is pure and unblemished in the sight of God the Father is this: to visit and help and care for the orphans and widows in their affliction and need, and to keep oneself unspotted and uncontaminated from the world. (Amplified)
Pure and lasting religion in the sight of God our Father means that we must care for orphans and widows in their troubles, and refuse to let the world corrupt us. (New Living)
posted by Kari @ 5:05:00 PM
3 Comments:
WOW! I have felt like that so many times! Where the fire in you just wants to come out at that hurtful person and burn their body to a crisp! I have felt that way so many times about children, adults, and animals! reading books or watching movies that have someone in it that is abused, and by a certain point is an emotional cripple, makes me want to be there with them. see them. tell them it's going to be ok! hold them, and maybe cry with them! I want to be the one person they can trust and always come to! Wow! Great post!
I think this my favorite post you've ever done!
~Mel
I also think that was one of the biggest coments I've ever left on anyones site!
~Mel
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