It’s like I want to turn the music up real loud.
So loud I can’t hear reality
Or pain
Or truth about the fates
Of people’s lives.
And at the same time I’m putting up my fists, and see in my heart the preparation for a battle.
I’ve never known anyone with HIV/AIDS.
I’ve never seen a baby who carries the disease within her tiny veins.
A poison we still cannot relieve.
i have not seen, until now.
This makes my world confused.
Because now, I close my eyes and go straight to a room on the second floor of a Sonagachi lane. See a woman and a face and eyes who are dying from a poison they were sold into.
And I keep telling myself.
We keep telling each other it’s going to be ok.
Good is going to happen.
The Bible says all things work together for good, for those in Christ Jesus.
Even AIDS?
Even 2 year olds with HIV?
Its going to be OK.
And I talked with a foreign guy today, a Christian worker about his time here…
His words…
“I’ve been here 7 years and this is what I’ve learned, you can’t get close to any of them…”
I’ve been here for a year…and I’ve come to realize there should be no such thing as “them”.
Oh God, be with us. Oh God have mercy on your Beloved.
Please show yourself faithful. Even as we place our trust in you.
Amen.
3 comments:
Oh Beth,
I cannot being to verbalize the feelings I have for those who are suffering. The pain and hurt must be so evident. Thank you for living in obedience to your call. God chose you to be where you are right now. Hallelujah! May you and WMF staff continue to be broken so you can only rely on our Father for healing.
May you continue to submit to be a slave for Jesus and may you cling to what is stated in 1 Peter 4:13 - "But rejoice that you paricipate in the sufferings of Christ, so that you may be overjoyed when his glory is revealed."
Shine the Light of freedom Beth Waterman,
Two broken hearts,
-Luke & Laura
we are praying for you and all WMF staff
They are swallowed up in their pain and can not feel anything else. It is hard to imagine their pain specially if you never been there yourself. They may want someone that has been there done that meaning they have been in the trenches that they have been in but have managed to climb out and to be free.
Beth, thank you so much for your beautiful writing and beautiful heart. The more that time passes, the more my heart is joining with yours in crying and loving and fighting for these women. It makes me want to know their faces and what they wear and what they do, but only so I can see into their eyes and see the unseen that Jesus tells us to fix our eyes upon, that with the mind of Christ and the the Holy Spirit searching out all hearts, we could see deeper into who they are, that they feel trapped and there is beautiful freedom. I know those women to you are names and faces are hearts that you know or are trying to know. I'm praying for you. Thanks for your honesty as you live your life in Kolkata. God is using you to stir my heart for those same women that I've never seen. I also want you to know there's 3 of us here at Huntington who truly want to come partner with you in the next couple years, at least be there for the 4-5 month trip and see where God takes us from there. Please pray for us throughout the next year, because I know God is doing something in our hearts. Thanks. Love you Beth!!
Sarah Stoner :)
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