(I returned from the Christian Alliance for Orphans Summit last night and though I was delighted to see so many of the people I love there, the main effect on me was a deep sobering and a heightened level of awareness to the pain filled realities of being an orphan in our world.)
I went knowing that my heart would be broken.
Even as I was encouraged,
I found the weight of the truth overwhelming.
The pain of knowing and not just suspecting what happens -
When no one stands as protector for the orphan and evil finds them.
I wept a river of tears,
For every lost childhood,
For every act that has taken us farther from Eden and deeper into denial.
I didn't go to be lauded,
but to be challenged,
And to intentionally open my eyes to the pain I avoid
because I am afraid it will overwhelm me.
I was right, I couldn't breath for the weight of it.
And wept a river of hope out into the darkness.