There are still children in danger and mothers, fathers...people desperate enough to risk everything for a new chance. I know that feeling that prompts abandoning every plan I thought I had for my life and trying something entirely new. My physical well-being was not in jeopardy and I didn't have to launch out into a boat, but I didn't always know how my needs would be met and I had to make decisions about my children that were less than ideal. I know the grit from which are choices are made and the determination to push through obstacles for the hope of a better life.
May they find it. May these refugees find life more abundant and provision from we who have more. I will send shoes and blankets to cover at least a few. I will send my own boys' shirts and shorts and pray they stay dry on the journey. I will pray that the crisis is relieved by those whose hearts know redemption in Christ. May His name find its way to your soul as the true Rescuer.
AND, I will look in my own community at those who are in need. I will seek to be the hands and the feet of Christ here. I will ask my children if there are any at school who don't have something needed. Already, my daughter said she has a friend who wears the same thing to school each day. Maybe she needs clothing? Maybe she just has a favorite outfit? We don't know when we don't reach out, engage and become aware of those in our midst. Do you see the ones others may pass over? Open our eyes, Lord, to the ones you want us to see. Open our hearts to what is mine to do.
Defend the weak and the fatherless;