Personal thoughts - Child Sponsorship

Hello Rock Church,

I have been pretty busy writing out pages here on our ministries webpage trying to get things ready for our Grand Opening. I am not an English major, or a writer by any stretch of the imagination, and I'm sure I have butchered a few hundred grammar rules. 

Out of all the pages I have written so far for our recycling ministry, this one is by far the hardest. May I be honest here?  I feel this overwhelming need to make this page exactly right.  Right now at this very moment I have tears running down my face. My heart feels like its going to pound its way out.  I have a lump in my throat I can't quite swallow past.  I feel absolutely personally responsible if our children don't get sponsored.  I am terrified, wondering, what I could write on this page that will make THE difference.  What could I say that would move you to save a child's life? 

Well, I have been sitting here for a time looking at a bunch of pictures of starving children.  I have a bunch of pictures of smiling children already helped by sponsorship.  What do I choose?  Will it matter? Well, I have decided that I won't bombard you with pictures, or a story of a sick, starving child.  Instead, I am going to sit here in silence and pray that right now as you read this, you heart opens, and a child from across the world becomes important to you. 

Being completely honest, up until about a year ago, I won't say I completely didn't care, but I was ... Calloused.  Cold.  Immune.  I felt that no matter what I did, if anything, it wouldn't help, so why try.  It wasn't my battle, they are over ... there.  I'm not proud of the fact that up until a few months ago I didn't care enough to help these children.  Maybe you're at where I once was.  Are you willing to let God open your heart? He has done a miraculous work in mine.  I went from not really caring at all, to finding meaning and my purpose in my life, and it all started out with a sponsorship of a child last year.  How great our God is! 

I'll warn you, you're not going to end world hunger.  You can't save them all.  Just one, will you save just one? I look at my daughter Shelby, and think, if it was her over there, and she was starving, sick, hurt or lonely, it would matter... to her.  It would make the difference... to her.  Because it does matter and it does make THE difference to... one. 

I am one.  I matter.  They matter. They are one.

I am going to leave this page as is for now...  Maybe it's 'just right' as it is.

Help us save children's lives. 

Sponsor a child in our project area of Zambia, Click Here!

Sincerely,

Tara Paul

Grow / Serve