A painful reminder.

How do I start to even write about this. I wanted to post an update on all the great things that happened and the supplies that arrived but as I searched for a picture to post for a “send off fundraiser for Jeremiah and Toby”, an image I wasn’t prepared for popped up. I instantly jerked my head away from the screen and wanted to scroll past with my eyes closed. But I made myself look again. I wanted to see what the refugees have had to see. I wanted to put myself in their shoes and be reminded of what this is all about. I dont want to buy the supplies, send a donation, click a button and then feel like I did my good deed. I want to carry them in my heart, I want to lay down my comforts to ease their pain even if it means wrecking me by seeing something I wish I didn’t even know existed. 

The image was a young girl, maybe 7, laying sprawled out on her back…with her head sawn off in her own blood. This precious girl laying dead on the concrete was, is someones daughter. I will post the updates later but it just didn’t seem right right now. This was a reminder that I needed. I dont want to get lost in day to day activities and push the pain and suffering that these people are experiencing RIGHT NOW. I tried to go into the place of the mother whose daughter was lying in the street and realize she is now displaced in a refugee camp with the image and torture of her daughter still bombarding her. She has to mourn for her daughter, maybe even raped herself, in a camp with nothing and no promise of where to go next or what will happen in the weeks and months to come. I literally cannot wrap my head around experiencing anything like this.

I believe in strategic prayer and the power of agreement. So will you agree with me in praying for a supernatural revelation of Gods love to wash over these peoples memories. That they will see Jesus himself holding their children in heaven. let us pray also that they will not be haunted by the horror, screams, or cruelty they have faced but it will be replaced with a peace that literally surpasses all understanding and a hope that doesnt make sense to us but is contagious and powerful. 


5 thoughts on “A painful reminder.

    • Yes I am praying feeling helpless and in tears, please Jesus sovereignly move on the hurting, give them again hope , please may your Holy Spirit blow through the camp healing and empowering your workers ,and the broken be healed and saved through the blood you shed for us our God and saviour Jesus Christ


  1. Sweet Sister, I too agree and align my heart with yours in this time of horror. The Lord spoke to me the other day, in regarding end time prophecy, Specifically beheading s. I heard Him say, it has begun. And then I remembered the scripture in Rev…When the Lamb broke the fifth seal, I saw underneath the altar the souls of those who had been slain because of the word of God, and because of the testimony which they had maintained; and they cried out with a loud voice, saying, “How long, O Lord, holy and true, will You refrain from judging and avenging our blood on those who dwell on the earth?” And there was given to each of them a white robe; and they were told that they should rest for a little while longer, until the number of their fellow servants and their brethren who were to be killed even as they had been, would be completed also. Bless you all.


  2. Thank you, to your entire team for traveling to such a dark and dangerous part of the world. Remember, Where it is the darkest, your light will shine the brightest. Many talk the talk, but very few walk the walk. Keep up the good work you are doing!


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