Kids

When my kids were little I got in the habit of tucking my favorite snapshot of them into my prayer notebook or Bible and pulling it out as I prayed for them. Through the years I’ve expanded to add more pictures, more faces, more prayers.

Connecting with their faces, just makes my prayers feel more personal.

While I was in South Africa I saw many faces. Captured many big brown eyes with my camera. And when I got home and started to pray for them, I realized that a picture was really all I had.

I don’t know their names.

These are the faces of children who lived in a township in the middle of Cape Town…in a cemetery. The shanties and the trash and alcoholism and the soccer games and the children…all located in a cemetery.

The visual was heartbreaking.

When you’re there you want to rescue them. And many of those little faces looked at me and I felt they were asking for help. I felt very helpless…incapable of rescuing.

But we serve a risen Savior who came to rescue.

He gives hope in the hopelessness.

Pick out a face. An unforgettable face…

And pray.

Make a plea on their behalf, bring their beautiful faces to our heavenly Father.

He knows exactly who they are.

He knows their name.

He is mighty to save!

So…let’s go. Let’s give. Let’s serve.

But let’s not forget the greatest weapon that we have to combat something that seems so broken.

Pray.

Pray BIG!