Once again, I am reminded of the call to pray for the orphan-and for those called to offer their homes to the foster youth of America. I get so frustrated at that word: “called.” Sometimes, I feel like it is used as a cop-out. I see homes with extra rooms, young and old marrieds alike with the flexibility and freedom to house a child-all telling me that they don’t feel “called.” And then, I realize the giant log in my own eye. How often do I use the fact that I am a “doer” to cop-out of the praying portion of it all? For they go hand in hand. If I am not doing this by the power and grace of God, for God, with God…I am performing in vein. And if I am sitting here, frustrated with the fact that there are 3,000 foster children in Orange County…and that there are about 3,000 churches in Orange County….(yes, that means that if every church-not person..but church-took in a foster child, the term “orphan” in Orange County would cease to exist…
If I am sitting here, frustrated at this alarming statistic, but not praying for hearts to be set on fire, for wives to look at their husbands with tears of longing in their eyes, and young and old alike burning with a passion to give a child their guest bedroom, couch, blowup mattress, anything, just so they can have a warm meal around a table every night, just so they may experience for a few short months real family, then what am I doing to better the issue? Just as much as I am called to serve the needy, and to house those in need of housing, and feed those who are hungry, I am called to be on my knees, in desperate intercession for these future workers-these laborers that will soon be set out to His harvest.
The harvest is plenty, but the laborers are so few. Organizations like CASA (Court Appointed Special Advocates) are fighting for my brothers, but lacking hands, Christians, and, honestly, men to invest in these children and to fight for them to have a voice in the system.
Social Workers are exhausted; overworked and underpaid, with a lack of support as they carry the burden of the parent, the children, and the foster parents, always taking on the role of the bad guy.
We need more foster parents, point blank. There should be no reason for a child (one of three thousand) to go to a non-Christian home when there are 10,000 people at an OC church’s Easter service. If less than half of OC Easter’s attendees took in an Orange County foster child, no child would be lost in the system without ever hearing of Jesus.
So-why am I not on my knees, praying for the future laborers of this Harvest–of His Harvest? There is a great need, that only God can appoint to fill. And my ranting is going to do nothing but frustrate me and those around me. It is the Lord’s harvest, not mine, and the laborers are His, appointed by Him, to go and feed, serve, and house the orphans of our world.