I threw my hands up in surrender. How is it possible that the four people living in this house could generate so many dishes? I sighed, pulled out a dishtowel and set to work. On the counter were seven plastic cups of varying colors, lined up like a dirty rainbow. Muttering under my breath, I grabbed the first glass, took a step to the sink and dumped the contents into the disposal with a splash. As I touched the second glass, though, I was hit with this realization: I just threw out perfectly clean water like it was nothing more than trash. I stopped. My spirit suddenly ached and I knew that God was ready to speak. I needed to be ready to listen.
In the quiet a voice, not an audible voice, but a Voice nonetheless said to me:
Do you remember that photo shared through Facebook this morning? He is one of my precious children, dying for water, yet you glanced at it and moved on as if it was no concern of yours.
Do you remember reading that book where you were so disturbed by the statistics of how many children die every day from lack of clean drinking water that you decided you needed to do something, but too soon you became distracted with your own life and forgot?
Do you remember when you told me you were willing to give up everything--everything--to follow Me?.
I was broken. I sank to my knees in hurt and conviction. So many people spend their lives trying to gain access to clean water so that they and their children can live. And not just survive, but thrive. How can you build a business, go to school or bless others, when you donít have the most basic of human needs?
Through my tears came a strengthening resolve: How can I help? How do I keep my children and myself from taking our water for granted? Can I somehow give someone clean water and a chance to hear the Gospel? Is there some ministry loving people today like Jesus did through wells and water? I sat down and searched the internet using phrases like donate a well and global water crisis. In no time, I was directed to the ministry of Water4.org...exactly what I was looking for!
Father, please forgive my apathy. Remind me that all good things come from You and You alone. I live in a wealthy nation and have a comfortable life. Help me to be mindful that I have been given these blessings, so that I can be a blessing to others--at home, in my neighborhood and around the world. Make my affluence a sweet fragrance and sacrifice as I share with others, so that those who need it most would be taken care of. Break my heart as Your heart breaks and help me fulfill Your purposes here on earth. Thy will be done. Amen.
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