Inadequate Love

I sat at the Home of Hope yesterday. This is our rehabilitation center for trafficked women that recently opened. The women and I were drawing pictures of our present life and our future life. One of the girls just drew her boyfriend with hearts and flowers. She said that he is her life. I have met this man, unkind and condescending. I asked myself, what can release this girl from this man's grip? She has never seen real love. In fact, all the women in this room have never seen real love. The only real love comes from God.

And then it hit me. I am the incarnation of that love. I must admit, I do not feel empowered, stirred toward action or even excited. I feel incredibly overwhelmed, small and inadequate. I have been pondering God's unwarranted love for man and His great sacrifice. I am sure I can never fully convey that love to anyone. All I can think is I need to pray more.

Convoy of Hope Internship

The Convoy of Hope interns were in the country for five weeks. I had the joy and privilege of helping host this team.