Several years ago when our friends were celebrating their new found freedom and independence we rejoiced with them. We felt some of what they were feeling ... joy, relief and a certain amount of safety.
It doesn't feel that way today.
People are scared.
People are dying.
People are grieving, still and again.
They are heartbroken, again.
Thousands of the South Sudanese people are now displaced and unable to return to their homes. They need to be in a safe place. Fathers need to protect their families. Mothers need to care for their little ones. Children cling to their mommies and daddies because they sense fear.
The little children may not understand what's happening around them but they know something isn't right. Why did they have to leave their home? Why is mommy crying? Why are people dying around me? What will happen to me? Is it safe for me to go play?
My heart breaks. It hurts.
I've seen the people of South Sudan.
I've touched them.
I've heard their voices.
I've worshipped with them.
I've laughed with them.
I've listened to their hearts.
I've hugged them.
I've held them.
I've prayed with them.
I've looked into their eyes of joy and sadness.
I have LOVED them deeply.
I feel so helpless. Everything within me wants to go and rescue ALL of them. I can't. I want to hold them and tell them it's going to be ok. I want to keep them safe.
All I can do is pray and trust in the God of the Universe to protect our friends of South Sudan. After all, He is much bigger and stronger and wiser than I am. Do I understand Him and what is happening on the other side of the world? Not at all. Do I trust that he knows what's best? Yes I do. Even as I say that I trust Him, I need to remind myself of his goodness and his faithfulness. Even in the midst of chaos and fear, He IS good and faithful to his people.
For those of you who don't know what is happening in South Sudan, you can read an update here.
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