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Friday, May 16, 2014

Wartime Weariness

Lately, I have been thinking a lot about how families subsisted during wartime.

Maybe it's because I've been watching that show on PBS called, "Mr. Selfridge" which is currently depicting the life and struggles of those on the homefront in WWII England.

It's also because I get daily updates about our transition home in  Kramators'k, Ukraine. I hear the agony of having to carefully choose the time of day to go to the store to gather canned goods because fresh goods are becoming rare and hard to come by. I feel the difficulty that the house mom, Lena, experiences every night she tucks her babies into bed. Wondering what will happen over night or what they will face in the morning. I feel the pressure that the house dad, Maxim, feels as he tries to get the correct travel documents for each of the orphan boys and his own family; wondering how they will safely leave the area if it comes to that. Many have already left and faced treacherous roadways full of military vehicles and soldiers that can detain them at any moment.

Sometimes, I just hold my breath. Other moments I want to cry. Other moments I want to scream and yell at God, asking where He is in all of this chaos. Yet, I know He is there. He has protected this family and the house from so much. He has given them a support system and help from our organization and countless supporters around the world. He is EVER faithful.

I wonder if it was better during WWII, where they didn't have information at a push of sending a Facebook message for an update? Was it easier not knowing what was happening, only having general updates from the paper? Is the not knowing better than knowing everything anytime you want to know? Is it easier to handle? I know when I get e-mails and messages from my Ukrainian friends whose hearts are broken over the war raging in their country, I feel hopeless.

I don't know how to help, only how to pray out my anguish to God. I know that I am weary. My spirit is heavy. My soul is heavy. Yet, God is ever faithful. So today I come to Him, the One who will not be mocked, the One whose Word does not return void, I come to Him and stand upon his promises of rest. What burdens are you carrying today? Shall we give them up to God together? Let's!

"Come to Me, all who are weary and I will give you rest."

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