Aids becomes real when you hold her hand
Aids becomes real when you feel the bones beneath her skin
Aids becomes real when you smell the sores rotting on her neck
Aids becomes real when you see her 4 smiling children and her sick husband
Aids become real…
God becomes real as you pray with her
God becomes real as you wipe the tears from her face and yours
God becomes real as you see the beauty of her husband and her lying hand in hand with child curled up in the middle of them both.
God becomes real as you smell His perfume fill the room blessing her with comfort
God becomes real as you place groceries of her favorite foods on the table
God becomes real…
The comfort I find when there is nothing I can do, is knowing my God will welcome them in to heaven first. And that is the God I serve.
West Papua has a growing epidemic of aids and 90% of them are never told they have it from the doctors, because of the stigma it carries. Some still believe that it is a curse from God But my God has different plans; people can still be freed as the enemy takes their flesh but their sprits will be with Jesus. West Papua needs doctors, dentist, educators and more welling hearts to come and serve these people with Gods “Love”. When will you come?
