Let’s call you Daniel.
Is that ok with you? I’m not quite sure if it is ok with you or not.
You couldn’t hear for me to ask you. You couldn't speak to give an answer.
Our communication was limited, consisting of walking hand in hand, smiling back and forth at each other and you signifying to me you wanted a drink of water.
I didn’t know that small "Jesus loves me" bracelet I placed on your wrist would become a friendship bracelet. We were inseparable throughout that 3 mile walk and we’re inseparable even now because that very day you grabbed a special place in my heart that I’ll never forget.
Every step my foot took, my mind raced and I cried out to God on your behalf.
I’d ask myself:
Daniel, where is your mama?
Daniel, where is your papa?
Daniel, do they know you’re here or do they wonder where you’ve gone?
But what shakes me to the core?
Maybe, just maybe nobody is out there looking for you.
But today, I see you.
And more importantly, God sees you.
And that's the most important thing to remember.
You may forget me. But I pray you'll never forget Jesus.
I’m just one person walking on a road in Kitgum loving one person.
It may not seem big or world-changing. And I’m not doing it for the sake of saying I was a world-changer.
I’m doing it because you’re a person, just like me, who needs to know you’re deeply loved and never forgotten.
Love changes the world by thinking of the person it’s standing in front of.
The Bible tells me to speak up for those who have no voice. (Proverbs 31:8)
And every step on that walk was a reminder: Why wasn't that me? I could have been in your place. I could have been a Daniel.
You may not have a voice,Daniel. But I do. And for the sake of this Daniel and ones like him, I’ll use it to cry out for the voiceless, to defend the helpless, and speak belonging over the fatherless.
We’ve been given a voice for a purpose to share the Gospel in every corner of the earth. Whether your corner is the voiceless, helpless co-worker or a Daniel in Northern Uganda. It’s our call as disciples of Jesus Christ.
Let’s love the loveless.
Let’s speak up for those who cannot.
Real religion, the kind that passes muster before God the Father, is this: Reach out to the homeless and loveless in their plight and guard against corruption from the godless world. James 1:27
Lord, show us how to pour out and how to love those in our corners, like you have loved us.
For the Kingdom,