Tuesday, June 26, 2012

On being late to the meeting........

I was reading a new favorite blog today and it reenforces in me that I am not alone in the stirrings of my heart. In fact, I am so "not alone" in my new burdens, awarenesses (not a real word maybe, but you get it), passions, and longings that I have begun to feel late for a meeting that everyone knew about but me. It would be the "meeting" for all who are called to especially consider the plight of the orphaned in the world, to consider their part in the work to care for them, for those who are called to adopt a child without the love of a family........."THAT meeting".

My everyday world would tell me that I'm a little out of step watching video after video about African orphans, AIDS, wars that leave orphans, and the like. I have a giant chunk of a book on my bed stand called "Africa" that I'm immersed in. In my everyday world I can't even share with one friend the deep stirring in my being, the laying awake at night, the times I loose my appetite, and the times I ignore it in order to relate to those without food. Maybe I could share, but maybe not without causing awkward, speechless pauses. But, because of this amazing portal of constant dialogue called emails, Face Book, and blogger accounts, I can hear from people who not only understand, but are miles and miles ahead of me with their testimonies cheering me on in whatever God is calling me to in this area. Fantastic.

So here's to all those who've opened up their hearts in the form of a blog account. Here's to those willing to share their heart, their story, a piece of their life with strangers and friends. Here's to the camaraderie that can be felt between people who are miles apart and have never met face to face. I am not alone in my calling.......not alone at all. ♥♥♥

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