Letter

Dear Forgotten,

I’m really sorry I have not cared for you the way God calls us to care for you. I’m really sorry that I have let myself get too caught up in being comfortable that I never paid attention to you. I’m sorry that I have not truly cared about your need till now. I’m sorry that I wasn’t listening to God’s call, because He has clearly called me to come and help rescue you.

I’m sorry that we, people who call ourselves true Christians, have not helped you in your desperate need. I’m sorry that we haven’t lived up to all that God has called us to be. I’m sorry that you have lost all hope simply because we have failed to show it to you. God started to rise up a great country for Him that should’ve come to your rescue…and instead we’ve lost our ways. We thought going away from His plan would be best for us. But looking back, we were wrong. I’m sorry that we have failed to be the Children of God we thought we were.

God has put a lot on my heart lately. He’s shown me just a tiny piece of what He carries on His heart all day, every day. I can’t imagine what it would be like to be in your situation…to be helpless and hopeless. You’ve cried out to us, but we have chosen to close our ears to your cries for help. He has shown me that you really do need help.

But I wanted to let you know that I’m coming. I’m coming to show you the love Christ has for you. I’m coming to give you the food that your starving stomach screams for every day. I’m coming to bring you the care that we’ve so easily taken for granted in the place I have called home. I’m sorry that you have to suffer so greatly because we have chosen to neglect you. I’m sorry that you have been deprived of the love you should’ve been shown because we didn't really care to share it with you.

I love you so much and because I do, I’m coming to help! But even more importantly than that, God loves you way more than I ever could. He created you so beautifully, even though you may not see it. It hurts Him so much every time one of His children chooses to neglect you. It hurts Him to see you over there in your world, struggling to stay alive. It hurts Him every time you cry out because there’s nothing more for you to eat. He cries every time a child dies just because of the laziness of the people He once called His children.

But I’m coming. I’m coming to help show you the incredible love He has for you. I’m finally stepping up to be the child God has called me to be. I’m willing to give up my home, my family, and my friends for you because you’re worth it. You need me more than they do back at home. It has taken me a while to see it, but it’s true. I’ll be there to hold you when you cry out because you lost another to AIDS. I’ll be there to hold your hand until the pains in your stomach stops because you have been so starved. I’ll be there to help you understand that you are loved. I’ll be there to help introduce to you the most incredible God anyone could ever imagine. I’m coming.

But until I get to be with you, God will be there to hold your hand until your stomach stops screaming at you to feed it food that you don’t have. He’ll be there to hold you when you lose another to the sicknesses that could so easily be taken care of back in the States. He’ll be there to show you His love, even when you might not be able to see it. He’ll be there to show you your worth, even when you don’t feel like you could have any because from your point of view you were thrown away and discarded to that Hellhole people call Uganda. Until I come, He’ll hold you in His arms because you’re His child and He loves you more than you can imagine. You are not forgotten, you are His.

Sincerely,

His servant