I read a post by Ann Voskamp that touched my heart deeply. In the post, she reflected on her trip to Haiti, and the people and experiences she encountered while there. Convictions and reflections.
Below is a small excerpt, but to read all her thoughts, please visit the post at: A Holy Experience.
How can you lie still when babies are drowning in a sea of poverty?
How can you not scream?
I tell Mama that I think I’m angry.
I’m angry at sin that smothers children and selfishness that steals human dignity and apathy that infects the hearts of the comfortable. And I pound my own chest.
I’m angry at me.
Angry at how much I want comfortable more than I want Christ.
Faith cannot have a non-response.
We’re either responding with indifference or with intercession, either with apathy or aid.
You can’t look into the face of the poor and just plead the fifth amendment.
Your life is always your answer.