Heart Broken

Over the next couple of posts I am going to try to share what is going through my mind, heart, and soul.  I want you to weep with me.  Not because it is a sad story, but because the Lord Jesus Christ who loves you enough to have died for your sins is weeping.

Today, in a casual conversation on facebook with a friend, she mentioned that one of the largest mosques in Europe is in Madrid.  Sounds just like one of the many statistics I have been quoting for months, right?  Unfortunately she didn't quit chatting there.  She then shared that her cousin had just two weeks ago converted to Islam.  Her mother is the only Christian in her family.  (Her cousin doesn't live in Spain)

What does this have to do with me?  What does it have to do with you?  I don't know, but I do know that it is time for me to wake up.  It is time to quit living in my safe little environment and realize that the Lord is weeping over the lost while I sit in my comfortable little life and pretend that all is OK.

Just two weeks ago I delivered meals to people who live right here in Greensboro that practice Buddhism and Islam.  People who feared for their lives and gave up everything and yet still today have no hope for tomorrow.  When will my heart be as broken as Christ's? 

(while I am writing this Hannah and I are watching the movie To Save A Life, a story of teenage suicide and pregnancy - one more picture of a hopeless population - however, this movie is a picture of what the love of Jesus can do - check it out)