A Heart for Children

A pretty young mother named Sarah dwells in the prison where I love women to Jesus on Monday nights. A few years ago while she was driving her van under the influence of drugs and alcohol, she crashed and her children were killed.

Every day in our schools, supermarkets, playgrounds and neighborhoods children and young moms live days of unseen pain and misery. My heart swells with emotion to know there are little ones who have no soft place to fall, no one who cares that they drew a picture or did their math, no one who knows they fall asleep crying each night. We are called to encourage, to love them like Jesus.

In my own city, probably in my own neighborhood, there are children and young women needing my assistance, love and encouragement. It is a call to action that weighs heavy on my heart and in my prayers. I am learning to watch for children more diligently, to notice needs in the lives of strangers.

With so many children to love, how does it happen that there are people who have the empty nest syndrome? Won't you help Jesus find the lost children and love them?

Let the little children come to us, for of such is the Kingdom of Heaven. We can bless them, know them, love them, in His name.