Privileged

When we live among people of luxury, we forget how much we have. I was just reading the National Geographic magazine (Feb. 2008, vol 213, No. 2). The two stories on the pull to the North on immigrants from Mexico and the plight of Afganistan's Hazaras remind me of the tenacity man has when he has nothing. I sit reading, padded in by the plush black armchair in PBC's empty library and I am gripped with the realisation that I cannot just sit here and do nothing about this world. There is so much going on in the world that I can make a difference. I am complacent by nature, but I cannot be anymore. Lord, help me get out and up, running in Your plan. I don't have the kind of determination to see a project through, what more to live among the dust of the earth and make a real difference. I must step out of my fears and consider strategically what the Lord would have me do so that people around the world can be touched. I cannot just sit here and enjoy the wealth of knowledge, skill and comfort when so many have next to nothing. They don't even have the means to dream. Lord, I have a dream. I don't see it clearly at all. But Lord, I feel Your tugs and nudges. Help me not to ignore them, or be irresponsible of the awareness YOu have given me. Help me plan and manage my life now in a way that You can use.

Help me Lord. I don't want to waste my life living for myself only. Help me be useful for You and Your people, especially those whom You are going to call to Yourself. I don't want to go to heaven and see how much more I could have done for you and did not do them out of laziness or fear. Lord, here I am. Send me, please. Get me going now.