After talking through my thoughts with Dan and getting an email from Jody, I feel okay saying this: I am frustrated by how overwhelmed and helpless I felt seeing and hearing the things I did in Liberia.
I have never seen such widespread poverty.
I have never seen firsthand bellies swollen because of malnourishment.
I have seen the proud excitement of Jamaicans and Dominicans, and I did not see it in Liberia.
I did not feel a natural affection for the Liberians like I have in other places I’ve been, and I’m frustrated at my lack of genuine compassion.
All I saw make me think in ways I haven’t before about relief aid, and poverty, and vocational training, and corruption, and evangelism, and maternal health. It’s overwhelming, really.
But at the heart of it all, I came back to this. Liberians need Jesus.
“Poverty is rooted in broken relationships, so the solution to poverty is rooted in the power of Jesus’ death and resurrection to put all things in right relationship again.” — When Helping Hurts
Other more uplifting thoughts soon…