Dirty Heart

You are probably thinking at this point, “ok MB we get the dirty reference…maybe you should move on.”  I know that it might be cliché, but God is really speaking to me through this analogy. So please bear with me J  This is another blog from my mission trip to El Salvador.

“Once again the assembly line was put together. This time we knew how to make meals for the homeless and our spirits where high. We all laughed and talked as we put together the meals. This time we made 200 meals. Little did we know what the Lord was going to do that night.

We once again all loaded up in the truck. I, for some reason, sat between my uncle and the girls' basketball coach. Needless to say it was a Maribeth sandwich. But I felt safe. I knew that as the truck took all the sharp turns I was not going to fly out by any stretch of the imagination. The missionary's mentality is that they feed everyone. Homeless, prostitutes, gang members, etc. I really like this approach because Jesus would not discriminate so why should we.

Our first stop had around 40 people; many of them women with small children. My heart was torn at such a sight. After feeding them we drove on and stopped to feed a prostitute. My uncle reached out to give her the bag of food and said “Jesus te ama” “Jesus loves you.” She abruptly stopped, turned around, astonished at such a declaration. She looked at us with a confused look. Her face was pale and her dark eyes looked lifeless. You could tell that years of lies, darkness and lust did not add up to a man saying in a polite and respectful way that Jesus loved her. My uncle, being the gentleman he is, repeated his previous statement. She still looked at us with such unbelief and tangled thoughts.  Our prayer that night was that if this was the first time someone told her that she was loved by Jesus, she would be able to find a way out of prostitution and into God’s arms.  

We keep on driving and stopped and fed three other prostitutes. When they came up to the truck my heart went out to them. I wanted to hug them and tell them that Jesus loved them with a love that does not want to take off their clothes but wanted to clothe them in righteousness. The truck started up and I was not situated in my spot. I instinctively leaned into my uncle, I knew that he had my back and that He would do anything to keep me safe. At that moment I realized that these girls probably never felt any of the caring love that I was feeling. I wanted to tell them how they need to put their hope in Jesus.

Our world is full of people with dirty hearts that do not have the light of Jesus. It is because of these dirty sinful hearts that prostitution exists. It is so important that we start to bring hope and life into the hearts of people around us. Our world needs Jesus. It is that simple. Would we be motivated to get out and start to share of the love, forgiveness and hope that only Jesus and His cross can give? Might these “dirty hearts” be transformed with righteousness by the power of the Holy Spirit?

If you want to find out more about the work being done in El Salvador visit http://allblessingswest.blogspot.com Thanks!