Blog post by Holly N, recent Journey 117 team member (Moldova).
Looking back on my experience [this summer in Moldova] I now am, and pray that I will continue to be, heartbroken. God truly broke my heart for what breaks his.
Once I had signed up to go on this trip with World Orphans and serving abroad became a real tangible thing, God started changing my heart. He began to make me uncomfortable. My eyes were being opened to how materialistic we as Americans are. I began getting very uncomfortable with how comfortable we are with our materialism. Unfortunately, God was beginning this work in me to make me uncomfortable to the point of action, but I, the gross sinner that I am, just got angry. By His grace, He made me aware of my anger issue and reminded me constantly to turn my eyes on Him. So I began praying about my anger that God would turn it to compassion.
While on the mission field I experienced many things that began to break my heart. The kids just wanted to be loved. They wanted hugs and attention. As was mentioned in a previous blog, the kids did not even understand our language but they wanted our attention and affection. These children were just like our children at home, but they had no one to hug them each day or tell them they are loved and valued. Leaving them broke my heart even more so knowing the situation I was leaving them in and the life they will be facing. It’s unfair and unjust. There is so much corruption that you feel like anything you try to do will be futile. But then I’m reminded and comforted by the fact that God hates injustice. My God who is so big transcends language barriers and corrupt hearts. He brings healing and restoration when there appears to be no hope in sight. The kids I left behind are praying to the same God I do. (more…)


