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I don't know what to do, but my eyes are upon You.

I find myself sitting and staring at the wall of my living room. 
I can't seem to gather my words and my thoughts together. 
I'm scattered. 

You see, more and more I've become aware of startling statistics. 

27 million men, women, and children in slavery world wide. (IJM)
Approximately 80 percent of human trafficking victimsare women andgirls,and up to 50 percentare minors. (IJM)
At least one outof every three women in the world has been raped, beaten, coerced into sex or otherwise violently abused in her lifetime. (U.N. Development Fund for Women). 
In developing countries, approximately 130 millionchildren and teens — age 17 or under — have lost one or both parents. (Compassion International).
31,000 children are killed by adults each year with the majority being less than four years old (World Health Organization). 
Between a quarter and halfof all children report severe and frequent physical abuse, including being beaten, kicked or tied up by caregivers. (Compassion Internation…

It is New

Sometimes it is hard to put into words all that God is doing.
The words just melt away.
Nothing can do it justice.
So, I don't have anything profound to write today.
But I feel it.
I feel the hand of God, stretching, molding, shaping my heart.
It is good.

It is realization of a grace far bigger, wider, deeper than I could have ever comprehended.
It is the love of Christ pouring out drip by drip into my life, consuming all.
It is the pumping of blood through my heart.
It is the air that fills my lungs.
It is the exhale of all that was past and the inhale of what is to come.
It is new.