It’s Official: I Am Ruined

I prayed for God to ruin me, recently. He did. A little over a week ago, many local pastor’s wives and I had the opportunity to tour some of Oklahoma County’s “unlovely” places.  Oh, you know the kind…homeless shelters, juvenile detention centers, charitable groups offering help and hope to the ones living in poverty. I knew I was going to be uncomfortable when I agreed to go on the tour.  I just didn’t know how uncomfortable I’d be nor did I realize the impact that the day would have on me. You see, for most of my life I’ve pushed aside anything that would remind me that there are those way less fortunate than I am. If I’m being honest. I’ve always said to myself, “I do marriage ministry and mentoring.  That’s my thing.” And it is.  No doubt I feel called to do that and Lord willing, I will continue to do that. But doing my part to help those less fortunate than I am is more than just “ministry”.  It’s just life. I don’t have to feel called to help the poor to help them.  Whether or not I feel called or feel passionate about those living in poverty does not deny the fact that doing it is what Christ wants me to do. That day I saw a lot of hurting eyes.  I saw children with little.  Very little.  Quite frankly, I saw more than I can physically help. But I can help one at a time. So I’ll help one at a time.

2 thoughts on “It’s Official: I Am Ruined”

  1. Thanks for sharing your heart and willingness to help even just one! I’m right there with you being overwhelmed by seeing the need, the hurt, the pain, right along with the hope and love of Christ.

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