THE FATHER'S BROKEN HEART

I have become more aware the last week of how truly lost and depraved our world is. I have had a few isolated experiences that make me shudder, want to scream, cry and pray. I still find some of the things I have heard/seen hard to believe, I don't want to believe them.

Young women looking at magazines, trying to find " the sluttiest swimsuits" or "trashiest clothes" to get their boyfriends to love them or think they are pretty. Really, that's what they said. My heart breaks for them, that they don't know where their true value lies. That they for some reason feel they have to stay with these boyfriends. What kind of boys are we raising that require their girlfriends to do this for their affection? W e need a little more Proverbs 31 over here! We need Jesus!

On the bus I was surrounded by what I perceived to be elementary-jr high kids. They looked about 10-13 years old. It's hard to tell the way kids dress and with the make up girls wear. I was horrified when I heard them taking about pornagraphy, about websites and anime pornography. The language they were using would make a sailor blush, I know I was blushing. When did kids stop being kids? When I was that age kids had bowling parties, played marco polo and boys had cooties. I don't even think I knew what making out was when I was that age. I was devastated. I grieved for the pure and simple childhood these kids will never have. I think I am still in shock, I have been for the last couple days.

If I, a sinful being, feel such pain, how much more does God feel this pain. Anger towards the society that has created these children. Sadness that these kids live in one of the wealthiest and safest countries in the world, yet their sousl are being robbed and tormented.

I can't just sit here... but what to do?

I feel lead to be a Big Sister, but I am not good with youth. I am actually a little afraid of youth, I just dont understand them, they might as well be talking in HTML. I am an old people person. Who am I to try and change the world? To think that maybe I can change a life when I am not fully changed myself or anywhere near perfect?

Not me, but Jesus working through me.

"For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms." (Ephesians 6: something)

So I'm suiting up and getting ready to go. I got me a nice shiny belt, some great boots and I am ready to face some flamin' arrows.