"We learned that orphans are easier to ignore before you know their names. They are easier to ignore before you see their faces. It is easier to pretend they're not real before you hold them in your arms. But once you do, everything changes." -David Platt
As I looked into the face of Kaylee, Maria, Louis, Leslie & countless others, my heart swelled inside with a love that I could not contain. Because when I looked into their eyes, I didn't see a number or a statistic. When I looked at them, I saw a child. I saw something that was fearfully & wonderfully made. I saw sons & daughters of the King. I saw hearts that Jesus died to save. I saw children, men, & women who are fellow heirs to the Kingdom, & people who have a love for the Lord that I so desperately crave. I saw the effects of bad decisions, but above all I saw hope.
& in the midst of the brokeness, in the midst of the messy, in the midst of the hurt, I saw Jesus. I saw Jesus in the hands of the women who daily made all of our meals. I saw Jesus in the way the children loved, with reckless abandon. I saw Jesus in the face of every believer who ran up the isle during church to receive their very own Bible. I saw Jesus in the face of a former prostitute, as she told her beautiful story of how Jesus rescued & redeemed her.
& now, five weeks after I stepped off of the plane & back into reality, I'm still trying to mull over & sort through all of these emotions, memories, & truths. Because once you see them, once you hear their laugh & hold their hands, everything changes...