Prior to all of this with my blog, or even prior to meeting my husband I’ve gone through a lot. I’ve always wanted to help people, and was often told I cannot save the world. In reply, when I was younger, I always said I knew that it was right but it never sat well within my heart. I felt that, yes maybe we cannot save the world. But shouldn’t we at least try? These feelings have caused me to feel very naive in many ways, and have even had people call me retarded and the like for my views.
Moving on, I’d learned to harden my heart, to stop being called stupid or retarded. I learned to look the other way, because you can’t save the world. I had learned, right down to seeing the flash from a gun, to not interfere for it could be the end of me and all those around me, just for acknowledging the fact that I witnessed it. I don’t regret a bit of it, because it was within this hatred and blindness that I learned not to hate and not to turn a blind eye. But it still left me a bit lost on where to move from there. It is one thing to decide not to turn a blind eye. But, how do you go about following through and being effective?
Current days, I need to take more care to protect my children, but at a younger age, when I first made the decision to not live blind and dumb to the hatred and evil in the world, I knew that I’d always come out of it. I just didn’t quite understand why. I know, now, that it was God that was carrying me through. I also know that how I have done things in the past is not the way I was called by God. But was the way of the world, and even the enemy trying to reclaim me. It is easier to spit fire from your heart, than it is to stand in the middle of the fight and not strike back. However, when we are in the world, and are trying to reclaim God’s souls from the enemy, we have to remember that these people are hurting. They are being attacked in the worst way possible. Spiritual attack happens in a very subtle way. It slowly takes us over, and twists and bends what is right and righteous into what the enemy wants us to have. To the point that fighting in silence has now come to turning the blind eye, and allowing things to pass us by.
Coming home from the big city, I had wanted to go to college and study psychology. I wanted to work in the prisons and help gang members learn to refocus what was naturally in them. What made them feel that they needed to join a gang to start with. I wanted to work with prostitutes to show them a way of life free of judgement and free from the slavery sex had turned into for them. I wanted to show addicts that there are more lovely things to be addicted to, like the sunrises and sunsets that God painted just for us each morning and night. I wanted to work with people from all walks of life, that have experienced violence. I wanted to show them that they are worth living their lives without fear every day, that they can make it through hard times, and that not everyone will turn a blind eye to their black eye.
Of course, there were many who had said I cannot do this. I cannot work with the people I want to work with. Felons, gang members, prostitutes, and abuse victims cannot be trusted, or they already have programs in place, so why bother? You’re just wasting your time. You, alone, cannot stop the trafficking of sex slaves, across borders. You are not capable, you don’t have the schooling, you don’t have the support. And I believed them. I was wrong. In one way they were right. I couldn’t do it alone. However, so long as I accepted Jesus in my heart, and followed God and his word, I wasn’t going to be doing it alone. I also don’t need the credentials to help the people I want to help. Experience and love has taught me that I can do what is in my heart. If credentials are needed, I am intelligent enough to acknowledge this fact, and find the right kind of help for the right kind of person. Not every counselor can help every person. You need the right person to help the situation, and each situation is different. We are all affected by things differently, we all perceive things differently, and we handle all of this differently. The only thing that is the same, that is entirely constant, is God. The only handbook out there that really matters is in his word. But, as a general, we’ve all forgotten.
So, my new motto is that, yes, we can save the world, one soul at a time. I start it here, with God guiding me. I will keep writing, and I will be starting other things to help along. Groups online, in person, whatever it takes. God will do it all by using me and moving me. What I need from all of you is to read and listen. Open your eyes, heart, and ears so that you can hear what God is calling you to. We are all called to do something. Something as simple as worshiping God, thanking him for all he has done. You may not think it much. You may have even been told it isn’t enough. But it is. Stop listening to those voices of doubt. God loves everyone! You skin color, the language you speak, it doesn’t matter. God loves you. You are worth it, because if you were not, then God never would have made you. Each and every soul does matter. It is time to stop listening to the enemy, who is telling you that you do not matter. He will even tell you that you deserve the pain in your life; that you earned it. This is not true, and it is not God’s word, will, or way.
Make a stand with God. Only in God will we all succeed. And, as his children, that is all he wants. He wants to one day, take us all home. He wants us to love each other, just as every parent wants all of their children to love and get along.
Matthew 9: 12
Jesus said, “Because people who are well, don’t need a doctor! It’s the sick people who do!”
He said this after he was questioned by other tax collectors and those who were a higher station, why Jesus would sit with sinners, prostitutes, and murderers. So, if Jesus did this, and taught his disciples to do it, why would we not do it?
Did Matthew have a degree in teaching? No, he was a tax collector. He didn’t go to school to learn how to teach the word. Jesus guided him, and taught him how to listen to God. All of the disciples were many different things; however, when they were called they didn’t worry about who went to seminary school, who knew how to care for the sick and dying, who knew how to teach children. These are all the ways of man. Jesus didn’t stand on the pulpit in a church. He made church wherever he went. Church is a family of people who get together to learn, be healed, spread the word, and praise the Lord. It is NOT a building. It isn’t windows, doors, stages, pews, and all the like. It isn’t even about who can purchase that baby grand piano they had their eyes on. It isn’t the piano that brings people to god. It is what is in our hearts that bring the truth to light.
It is so sad to hear why people will not go to church anymore. It is sad to see the Christians give those non-believers reason to not come to church. We no longer allow God to be the judge. We judge everyone everywhere, but we have forgotten, we are also lost and we also sin, so how do we have the right to judge? It breeds anxiety in choosing where to get help to learn the correct path, who to speak with to find the smaller path, instead of the more trodden path. What we need to be teaching people, is that a church of man will die over and over again. But, a church of God, by God, and for God will always strive. We also need to remember that church is an extension of family, not a building. It is where we go to find our way back to our Father.
If you have ever felt the need to save the world, leave me a comment and tell me how you handled it.