I hurt… the lost the least and the broken

I literally just got back from camp Arrow where i had one of the greatest opportunities of my life. I got to be a counselor for kids– kids broken because of broken families– they have lived in a living Hell and are alive to tell their story. These kids most of them have been abused: sexually, verbally, been used, etc. They dont ask for sympathy, and nor is this the reason im writing about them, but their actions and the words shout of LOVE ME!!!

I had the time of my life getting to go back in time and hang out with nine to twelve year olds. These kids all have unique abilities… but they all love playing football, who doesnt. I saw children that where trying, with all their might, to be normal children. They are but there not. They all came as themselves– kids just wanting to be kids… and thats what they were. All we did was do our best to love them. To give them the opportunity to be themselves.

As I hung out with these kids I saw JESUS… His Love, Simplicity and His Fun!!! And I was overwhelmed with HAPPINESS!!! I want that Childlike heart… Forever.

Mark 10:15 I tell you the truth anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.

We must remind each other, as brothers and sisters, to have a child like heart as our minds are maturing. Also we must be ready for our hearts to be broken because there are many things in this world that are broken and jacked up… like myself. God is in the moments of true Brokenness… we are the body of Christ: we are the tear-duck of his Heart.

I am broken!!!