As I look upon the photos and images of this great and beautiful stretch of land, I am always in awe. There is a mystery and an amazement that catches me every time yet it is not as if it is all foreign and unknown to my heart despite the fact that I have never stepped foot on the land.
Yet I wonder, what is it that keeps me in awe, what is it that causes me to begin to love beyond reasonable explanation. Why do I care for those children more then any other children on this planet? Is it because they look like me or because I know they belong to me, Me as an African American? Do I care for them more because I know that I can love them better then another race because I understand them more then any oneelse....because I am black? Or is it because over the last seven years I have had dreams of me gathering them, protecting them, teaching and taking care of them. Or...is there more.
Could it be another level of love not limited to my reasoning. Can it be the Love of the Father, God himself towards these children and group of people growing and groaning from my heart.
I want to love them. I want to hold them. Hold them and allow the Father's love to embrace them.
I am in love. I am inside of God's love for them and it is good. I may only be able to express to a few with my words but His love will be displayed and known through my life.
I give my life to love them
