Ever felt so behind that you just couldn’t seem to get the energy to attempt to catch up? Ever had such a bad day that you thought things just couldn’t get worse? Ever been lower than a snakes’ belly in a skidder rut? I thought I had.

I got a good dose of “wake up and smell the coffee” today. The students and I just got back from the Vera Lloyd home. One of our guys is getting ready to go off to “boot camp” because he just can’t seem to adjust to “normal” life. He’s eighteen and this is his last chance before having to go to jouvenile detention or prison. His future depends on this next week.

One of the girls was preoccupied with writing a note to herself today and she just didn’t want to play anything. I went over to talk to her and I read a little of her letter. It seems she called home the other day and her dad told her how sorry he was that she’d ever been born. Her mother wished she was smarter and could take care of herself. She’s about 15. She a beautiful little blonde headed kid with a heart of gold and will do whatever you ask. She just sat there sad faced, writing herself hate-mail.

There were two new girls at the home today. They are sisters. One is twelve and one is ten. Seems there has been some sexual assault in their home and their mom won’t take them out of it so the state had to step in. They were quiet and polite and wanted to be as close to our young ladies as they could get. They just arrived at the home last night and they are hoping to go home soon.

Then there was one more. She’s eighteen and about to be released to go home but her aunt lives with her grandmother and her aunt is a drug addict. Her grandmother’s parole officer said that the eighteen year old can’t live with her and the drug addict aunt. So when the kid gets out she’ll have to find a new place until her grandma can kick her aunt out of the house. She told me that story and then smiled and said, “isn’t that nice of her”?

O God, where are you? You’re children are suffering all over the planet, all over our nation, all over our state, all over our town. What are you going to do, LORD? When will you step in on their behalf? “Whatever you did for the least of these, you did it to me.” “Pure relegion is this, to care for widows and orphans IN THEIR DISTRESS and to keep yourself pure from the world.”

O God, help me to fill my heart with your love and to fill my life in helping those whom you would help. Give me your eyes. Give me your ears. Give me your passion. Lord, break my heart everyday so that I don’t forget the main thing. Help me to understand that I don’t have problems and that You always have answers. Help me to GO!