God’s bringing me back around to this issue again. In various ways.
I read this quote about introverts, and I thought, wow, that is exactly how I feel about fundraising!
“I’ll be honest with you, I’m a little bit of a loner. It’s been a big part of my maturing process to learn to allow people to support me. I tend to be very self-reliant and private. And I have this history of wanting to work things out on my own and protect people from what’s going on with me.” Kerry Washington
I read Anthony Norris Grove’s (the Father of Faith Missions) biographies and I ask God if we should not live this way? Just ask of Him and not of people?
And He answers “No.”
But I’m continually waiting on Him to know when and who to ask, or to not ask. How to ask. Please prepare me to ask. Please move the hearts of those You want to give. ….
So many things He must do! And I’m enjoying letting Him lead the process.
These last few weeks, I’ve been wrestling around with several of the many groaning needs of Ukraine: orphan graduates who are so likely to get into drugs, jail, prostitution, to die young and hopeless. –Two young Christian gals looking for a family to live with as they transition out of the orphanage, and can we take them? … can we not take them? The sexual slavery … the huge amount of sexual slavery. … going on in my city. (in your city)
Not to mention the addicts living in our village house, and how many more can come once the new building can be completed. And their wives, children, mothers, fathers. Their broken relationships. Their sicknesses. Their sometimes deaths.
And I think of the enormous number of abortions done here. And of Vasya and Olya who’ve devoted themselves to establishing the crisis pregnancy center here, the hotline, the post-abortion Bible studies–the one finishing up next month with the memorial service I’m scheduled to go to in two Mondays…. that I love to slip large amounts of money to so they can live and serve here and devote themselves to standing in the jaws of this hidden, gaping destruction and rescuing …
And God brings me around to fundraising. To see His face. To bless His people by depending on them, by needing them, by being their servant hands, their tired feet, their crying seeing eyes, their hugs. In this place.