*If you haven’t read the article on Davion, then you need to read it before you read this. Read it here.
My heart breaks for the church. It crumbles when I read articles like the one on Davion. I can just feel the Father’s heart break.
As you read the article, you hear a boy cry out for a mother and father, someone to love him – anyone. He heard the church would be a good place to go, but it didn’t work out.
As the church we can’t look at this particular group (church body) and have any kind of judgement toward them… because Davion’s story isn’t new. It’s not unique.
There are 123,000 orphans in the United States alone, and over 200 million world wide.
If Davion can’t go to the church, where can he go? If the church isn’t listening to – no, we listen. If the church isn’t acting on and living out the words we hear on Sundays then why go? Why fool ourselves and others into thinking that we follow Jesus?
I used to be ashamed of “the church” like I could somehow put myself above the body of Christ (that was so dumb – and I needed to repent). I can’t put myself above myself.
I am the church. We are the church.
It’s time to walk into our calling. The church is the body of Christ, intended to mimic the man who walked the earth 2,000 years ago. It’s our identity. It’s who WE ARE if we call ourselves Christians. Would Jesus have just walked out that Sunday morning when a young boy asked someone – anyone to love him?
Today there are 123,000 kids asking the church – you, to love them.
… So, five months ago we took in four boys.
It’s incredibly inconvenient. I live off of support, well below the American poverty line. Waking up at 5:30 AM is not fun. There are 7 of us in a modified 2 bedroom house. I don’t always get to eat what or as much as I want to anymore. My schedule isn’t the priority.
Not a day goes by where I don’t wonder how we’re going to make it, or what this is going to look like….
I would never ever… ever… do it any other way. These boys are loved and I in return get loved back. It’s so good.
The joy of a child that comes home who is so excited that he’s no longer “number last” in his class, or having 4 boys come into your room when your sick in bed asking to pray over you makes it all worth it.
This may come off as harsh, but I’m not going to apologize for it. If you are thinking, “well, this just isn’t for me…” then maybe following Jesus just isn’t for you either.
Church, this is our calling.
Be inconvenienced. Be Jesus. You aren’t in this alone. I couldn’t raise these boys without the love and support of the church – no way. And while some of you guys are called to give and pray, there are some of you that are called to take in a Davion.
Can we do this together? Please.
(A huge shout out to my parents who birthed, adopted, fostered, raised and loved the crap out of so many children. You continue to challenge me at 8,000 miles away)