Heavenly Intel

On a recent trip to Africa, I had a mission on my mission trip. At 36,000 feet on a very long flight, I was trying to keep my mind occupied when the Lord stepped in and gave me three God-thoughts, or Holy Ghost flashcards if you will. They went like this:

Boom! Little boy, orphaned, unloved, dejected. Boom! Under a tree, crying, sad, helpless. Boom! Broken arm, pain, and ongoing anxiety. Right away, I knew God had spoken to me, so I told Leanna we were going to be on the lookout for an orphan boy under a tree with a broken arm. “We are going to help him,” I told her.

Now, words cannot describe the welcome we get when we arrive at one of our orphanages. It’s a celebration. I imagine it’s something like your first day in Heaven. The music is blaring, and there are people dancing and celebrating. I never get tired of it.

On this trip, we were engulfed in the celebration when I looked over the heads of my beloved Ugandan munchkins, and there he was! The boy God had told me about. He was standing naked under a tree, crying and holding his arm. “There he is,” I shouted at Leanna. Now my wife has a real way with children. The minute she saw him, she abandoned the celebration and held him in her arms. He was terrified because she was the first white person he’d ever seen, but that didn’t last long as her words and gestures soothed him.

It was just like God had said. I knew we had been sent there just for him because God sees the evil done to the orphaned. You know, we were all once orphaned, stumbling around in pain, unloved and lonely. Then Father God sent Jesus to round us up and make us part of the family.

Now He who searches the heart knows what the mind of the Spirit is, because He intercedes for the saints according to the will of God. – Romans 8:27