What’s My Part?

The presentation on the fate of the unwanted left me weak with sorrow. The faces of starving children hunted me for days.

Homeless Young Boy Holding a Sign

And when I heard my friend John talk about the need for programs for the newly released inmates, I realized that money is just a small drop in the bucket; we need people with time, and dedication, and ideas, and purpose. And the depth of the need feels like a bottomless pit.

Everywhere I turn, I hear of battered women, and desperate teenagers, and drug addicts who don’t know how to make it, and elderly lovelies who suffer in ugly solitude and friends who become widows, or die of abuse, or suffer so deep that the pain swallows them and they never come back.

The sorrow of it all literally takes my breath away, and I kind of lose my footing. My head spins and I wanna run away and bury my head in the sand.  But I know that I have to find a way to get my breath back, because without my breath, I can’t even make it through today. Without my breath, I can’t do any good. Oh God, please, give me my breath back.

The quiet voice of wisdom spoke simple words into my heart, “What’s Your Part?” And with the question, my breath returned into me. God spoke, and life came back into my lungs, my gut, my soul. And just like that, I knew without a shadow of a doubt that this is the only question that really matters at the end.

I simply have to do my part. Just my part. However small or big it may be at any moment. Just my part.

And today, my part is to worship. So I won’t let human guilt tell me otherwise. Because worship can move mountains that a thousand hours of work can’t budge. And tomorrow, maybe He’ll have me dig into that mountain with a pick–and that will bear fruit, because it will be ordered by Him; empowered by Him, laced with Grace.

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  1. Yes, our heart breaks when we hear of each situation, and we wish we could spread ourselves 100 times over to meet every need. What can we do? We can find that place that we fit into and fill it. Do what you can and do not be under condemnation for not doing more. Writing your blog post is one way to reach out. Thank you for sharing with us here at Tell me a Story.


  2. “Worship can move mountains that a thousand hours of work can’t budge” – love this thought. I, too, am seeking my place in a world full of injustice – but the best place for me to find justice is first, at Jesus’ feet. Then, follow His call.. Thanks for sharing your heart!


  3. So many hurting in this world–I am with you in these thoughts. And I agree–we need to have the Lord order our steps. Worship and prayer are a good way to start.


  4. Your words remind me of Psalm 46 — In the midst of chaos: The nations rage, the kingdoms were moved, the mountains shake, etc., there is the reminder that “the Lord of Hosts is with us, the God of Jacob is our refuge.” Now THERE’S a call to worship! Blessed Monday to you!


  5. It’s amazing how much clarity and peace is brought to struggle when we turn to the Lord in worship. This is a great reminder. Guest cohost stopping by from the Motivation Monday link up, thanks for linking up!


  6. As the body of Christ, we each are gifted and called to do different things at different times. Each part of the body is vital to work together for the good of others and to the glory of God!! Sometimes, I feel overwhelmed by the need, too. That is part of the empathy and love of God within us. As long as we do our part, God will take care of the rest.


  7. Thank you for the great post. I sometimes struggle with this. I could be doing so much more, for so many more causes, but is that what my calling is? I have to stop and focus on my real purpose, and like you said, stop feeling guilty about what I’m not doing. Thank you for your great perspective on this! Visiting from the Mama’s Moments linkup.


  8. This is a wise question, Barbara. It is easy to become overwhelmed and paralyzed into doing nothing. My prayer is “Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me.” Happy Thanksgiving, friend.


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