Rest in the middle of No-Mans Land
What a joy! I just returned from an 11 day trip to Chinle AZ working with the Navajo Nation. My heart was touched in so many ways, It is hard to tell just one story!
I will share about one young girl. I have to admit when I first saw her I didn’t like her. She was dressed in all black and wearing winter clothes. When I asked her to come to Kids Club she made a few comments and threw in some curse words. Not the type I find myself hanging out with. But to my surprise she came to Kids Club! She was walking around acting as if she owned the place and my heart started to feel for her. What happened to her to make her feel she needs to be this way? I went up to her and made conversation, telling her how fun it would be to go down the waterslide… She said she was too old for that, and she wasn’t here to have fun, Not even 2 minutes later she was going head first down the slide with ALL her clothes on. I saw her for the little girl she longed to be. I was talking to the host Mrs. Janet and she said the reason they wear black clothes is because the water is brown, and they can’t keep anything white. She also said they will wear their winter clothes all summer because they only have 2-3 outfits and they want to look their best. Man did I feel bad. I was so judgmental to her and she was just trying to show us that she had class… God pierced my heart and I couldn’t get the lump out of my throat.
How many times do I wear my “best outfit” to hide what is really going on inside. How often do I put up a wall so no one will be able to find their way in? God forgive me.
I desire a heart that loves with His love and I long to see with His eyes, the hard teen with deep wounds just trying to make it. God is teaching me so much, it hurts but I look forward to the end result. Oh the picture really is in the middle of no where… You don’t know where that is? Arizona
