July 11, 2013

break my heart

I want my heart to be broken.

I want my heart to be broken for the things that break God's heart. Not breaking in the sense that I just feel sorry for people...but broken to the point of action. My life is comfortable...too comfortable at times. I have a roof over my head, a loving family, and I never have to wonder where my next meal is coming from. Did you know that there are over 100 million (yes, that's 100,000,000) orphans in the world? Did you also know that 9 million children under the age of 5 die every year, and 6 million of them die from preventable diseases?

James 1:27 says, "Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: To look after orphans and widows in their distress, and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world."

We are the ones who are called to be a voice for the voiceless. We are the ones who are supposed to stand up and defend those who cannot defend themselves. It's not some other random person's job - it's our job.

 Jesus says in Luke 12:15, "Watch out! Be on your guard against all kinds of greed; a man's life does not consist in the abundance of his possessions."

I wasn't put on this earth to live a comfortable life, and neither were you. We were put on this earth to glorify God. When I die, it's not going to matter how much I had, but how I used what I did have for God's glory.

Jesus, break my heart.
Break my heart for the people who don't know You.
Break my heart for the hurting. The hungry. The broken.
Break my heart for what breaks Yours.

1 comment:

  1. Oh wow. This is so true! I never thought of it before...I'm sitting here on my computer, in a cool, air-conditioned house, with food in my belly, and a wonderful family. We complain about the silliest things ever, while some kids who have nothing are perfectly happy. My youth group went on a trip to Haiti last Christmas, I didn't go because of family plans, but when they came back, I saw that they were changed. These kids had absolutely nothing...no homes, no good food, and some of them don't even have a family...yet they are perfectly content. They are just so thankful to be alive and serving God, and they don't have time to feel sorry for themselves.
    It is stunning to see what a little six-year-old, Haitian child can teach us.
    Whenever I think about it, I just feel like I need to do something...be less selfish maybe? Yep! Definitely something I need to work on!
    Sorry this is such a long comment.