For those who want to do something significant with your lives . . .
For those who want to do hard things, not just for the sake of doing something hard, but for the sake of doing something that will last and will have meaning beyond yourself . . .
I invite you
I invite you to join some of us on a journey into the darkness, where there are many wounded souls.
I invite you to come where many Christians, including many who say they live to glorify God, do not want to go — to those who have been cast out and crushed by those very churches.
I invite you to join us in showing compassion to the one that everyone else has scoffed at because Things That Bad Just Don’t Happen.
To say to her, “Yes, you do have worth and significance. No, you are not a mistake or an insect. Yes, you do deserve to exist.”
To say to him, “The real Jesus is Not. Like. That.”
But the speaking is the easy part. It’s the listening that’s the hard part.
I invite you to listen to stories that will flatten you with horror, that couldn’t possibly be true, except that they are.
I invite you to listen to the ones whose stories are so impossibly hard that they themselves might not believe, except that they lived it.
Will you listen to their stories? Will you hear them and be willing, by the grace of God, to absorb their deep sorrow and help carry their heavy burden? Will you be willing to get to know your Savior Jesus Christ in a far deeper way than you ever have, because you are learning about evil you never knew existed?
I invite you to listen and to love and to not turn away.
There are churches for the ones whose lives are put together. There are churches for ones whose lives are broken in this way or that way.
I invite you to join me in caring for the ones whose lives the churches have deemed too broken to help, too broken to hear. Too “strange” or “difficult” or “crazy” or “obviously lying” to care for.
You can stop by the wayside instead of pulling your garment to yourself and passing on by.
Listen well to the one by the wayside. Listen not to rebuke or correct or “admonish.” O dear God, no. Listen to love. Listen to care. Listen to better understand the horrors and the effects of the horrors.
And when the one by the wayside says, “Why did God let this happen to me?” it’s not weakness to weep. It’s not lack of faith to say, “I don’t know.”
But you can learn in the depths of your being to say, “But I know He hates the evil and wants to bring you healing.”
I invite you to join us in prayer that the demonic darkness that has descended like a dark cloud over churches and other Christian institutions will be split, and the Light will shine through.
I invite you to join us in prayer that the wicked who have set their hearts against God and chosen to use the innocent—use them in the most heinous ways devised by the mind of man, all while masterfully wearing the cloak of good family man and upstanding citizen or pastor who preaches the glory of God with fervency or church volunteer who is always there to help—that they will be destroyed and the kingdom that they work for would be brought to naught.
I invite you to join us in prayer that the pastors and other Christian leaders who are among the johns who have chosen to use these precious women and children (who are sometimes being trafficked right out of Christian institutions), thinking it’s no big deal or the children are resilient or the woman liked it—that they will fall under deep conviction for their heinous sin.
I invite you to join us in prayer that those wounded—left by these robbers-disguised-as-Christians alongside the road—will find full and complete healing and wholeness in Jesus Christ, who is the Rescuer and Healer.
Oh friends, if we give thousands of our dollars to a beautiful church or mission organization but it turns out to be a cover for a sex trafficking operation, what good will our giving ultimately do? Let us pray together that the evil will be exposed and the wounded helped by those who truly love God without duplicity.
To go into the darkness
I invite you to hold on, in a way you may never have done before, to the truth that our Jesus is Big Enough for this. He is Big Enough. You can go into the darkness, the Mammoth Darkness, as long as He goes with you.
He will sustain you. He will fill you with His Living Water, and his Living Water will then pour out of you for thirsty souls.
There are those who are looking, looking. They say with their mouths, “If that’s Christianity, then I hope I never see another Christian.”
But with their hearts, many of them are still longing, longing. They long to know that there really is a good God and there really are followers of His who Actually. Do. Care.
This is a hard life I’m inviting you to, a life of doing hard things. But it is one way to Not Waste Your Life. One really huge way.
You who truly love our Lord Jesus Christ and want to live by His Word and show compassion to others in His Name—I know you’re out there. We need an army for this good work.
Will you join us?