"Give me your eyes for just one second
Give me your eyes so I can see
Everything that I keep missing
Give me your love for humanity
Give me your arms for the broken hearted
The ones that are far beyond my reach
Give me your heart for the ones forgotten
Give me your eyes so I can see."
This song has touched my heart many, many times. But yesterday I think it made me a little mad. I prayed something along this line: "No, God, don't give me your eyes. No, I don't want to see. I want to be just as unconcerned and oblivious to the needs of the orphans as everyone else around me."
Caring hurts. Caring is exhausting. Caring is lonely. Sometimes caring seems to be a waste of time.
But this morning I am reminded of a couple important things. The first is that my ignoring of the dire needs of vulnerable children across the planet will not magically make those needs disappear. And secondly, the Bible says, "Do not be weary in well-doing, for in due season you will reap a harvest if you don't give up."