Are you ever struck right between the eyes with the disparity in this world.
The way we live as Americans.
In one night, as I procrastinate the things I need to be doing.
Browsing through pinterest to pin those 'one day' ideas.
I come across beautiful images of home renovations.
DIY projects galore.
Homemade cleaning products.
Beautiful package wrapping ideas.
That lead me to this site.
And her story.
She's a 21-year-old, raising 14 young girls in Uganda, as their mother.
And I suddenly feel like those DIY projects are oh so very frivolous.
It's hard to not feel guilty for being among those that have.
I know there isn't anything wrong with making things pretty and being creative.
God as the great creator, made us in His image and made us a creative people.
And as a family we give and serve, but when I see things like Katie's story I can't help but feel like I just don't do enough.... at all. My days are so filled with the driving to and fro, the care taking, the classes, the homework, the cleaning up.
I'm not living the way Katie lives.
And there are girls without mothers, forced into lives that are unimaginable.
I do have these women, these children, these hurting people on my heart. And we pray for them. And we give to organizations that help. We serve in ways we can.
But I don't feel like it's enough.
I know the Lord has me serving primarily in my home at this time. But I can't help being bothered by the irony of such beauty, such prettiness, when others are living in such need. I in no way want to make anyone feel guilty, especially the creators of those pictures I have taken from pinterest. I loved them all and saved them for a reason.
I'm just wanting to save this feeling of needing to do more...and to see where and how the Lord wants me to do more in this coming year. And to balance my need to create with my need to serve His kingdom in an everlasting way.
276. a child who always puts things in the right perspective.
277. children shopping for each other for surprise Christmas gifts
278. a kitchen...even with broken doors.
279. sleeping in this weekend.
280. a community of women coming together
281. A Christmas program that centered me.
282. An answered prayer to be delivered from a stronghold
283. A friend's husband being delivered from ALS and is now healed in Heaven.
284. A Christmas show tomorrow night that I just know will bring me to tears.
285. This picture my husband just texted me from Santa Barbara where he's working today.
A perfect display of God's magnificent beauty.
Aligning perfectly with my quiet time reading this very morning.
"The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands."