I understand why you can’t afford to sponsor a child.
I understand that you support other charities.
I understand that money is tight.
I understand that you don’t wan’t to think about these things.
I understand our culture in America.
I understand you would rather give locally than overseas.
I understand being jobless.
I understand these things.
I work at a church with the poor in America and I would guess 70% of my congregation lives on public aid or under the poverty line. There are families in my church who can’t afford groceries, yet will spend $200 a month on their cigarette addiction. I understand why it is difficult to have compassion for such a family.
I understand living on a budget, and how difficult it is to come up with even a little bit. When I got married, Stephen and I barely made it month to month.
I understand our economy is tough right now. My husband and I just lost a lot of money. All the equity in our home is gone from a failed investment. Had we not done this investment, we would only have 7 years left on our mortgage. I understand the insecurity of giving to a charity during these times.
I understand that you give to other charities, but I ask you, do you understand how your money is being used?
I understand how hard it is to give to things that are far away and don’t relate to your life. I understand complacency. I have been complacent too.
I understand the desire to be good, the desire to do something great with your life and the biblical call to care for the poor. I understand how difficult this is, especially when its removed from our day to day living.
When I think of a child in the grip of poverty; a child that is barefoot, dirty, and lacks nutrition and education, and I try to reconcile in my head all the excuses not to help, it is in that moment that I no longer understand. For a child cannot control their circumstance. I don’t understand why we sit back and wait for someone else to do something. I don’t understand.
I do this so that you might understand the need.
I do this so that Little Wendy with her chicken in Ecuador will get a sponsor.
I do this because I have met children all over the world who have literally been transformed through the ministry of Compassion.
I do this because I want to understand Jesus.
I understand how easy it is to put something off, even if it’s nagging at you. So everyday, I will remind you of the opportunity to sponsor a child. I understand if you get sick of me reminding you.
So now that we understand each other, here it is.
Do you want to sponsor a child in El Salvador? Ok…if you are not sure…look at these pictures and just think about it.
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