I’m sitting here watching video tonight. Video taken in Brasil. Video of kids and poverty. I’m trying to figure out how to present it to folks who really don’t care. I can’t knock them; I was in the same boat for longer than I care to admit.
I had a friend make a good comment a day or so ago: “cast vision, don’t sell needs.” I know he is absolutely right. No one gets excited about needs; no one alters their lifestyle because of needs that someone else has. Vision will cause the unchangeable to transform; it will make the tightest penny pincher give you the combination to his safe; it will draw the apathetic in like a moth to a flame.
But as I sit here and look at these faces, it is the need that overwhelms me. What in the world am I supposed to do about it? Talk about doubts! But I simply can’t let go of it — I can’t give up on what I know God, not me, placed in my heart. If He put this vision in my head and the doors all seemed to be shut, I guess I’d best be checking the windows.
Anybody got a spare crowbar lying around?