Go.
Sometimes, I see pictures of children from places that are poverty stricken. I know that God sees them; I know He hears their cries. But, He doesn't just sit there watching. I know that His heart breaks to see them like that. And everyday, He puts it on people's hearts to help them. He sees what each one is going through, and is waiting, just waiting for someone to answer His tug on their hearts to go do something.
Sometimes, I see those pictures and can feel the Father's heartbreaking.
Sometimes, I see those pictures and am reassured that for the meantime, they are held in His arms; He will never leave them.
Sometimes, I remember that He will make a way, one day, for me to go.
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