Emily and Kat take us on a trip today. On a boat made of styrofoam. Then on foot through polluted waters. To a home built on stilts.
Poverty is not merely a physical malady. It isn’t only measured in square feet and dollars. It is an ailment that plagues the mind, body, spirit, emotions and on and on. But for a minute – just a minute – let’s focus only on the aspects of poverty that can be seen. Look at the house again. Just the size of it. The materials. The location.
Let’s go inside. Here’s the kitchen.
Here’s where mom and dad sleep.
And the…well, you get the idea.
Now, pretend with me that the family living in this house is not connected to Compassion International at all. The children who live here don’t go to school because the family cannot pay the school fees or buy the required uniform. Even with mom and dad both working the family earns $60-130 each month. They have no health insurance, no church family to pitch in and help out, have never taken their children to see a doctor, and they eat one true full meal every couple days.
And then there’s my house near Nashville.
Here’s where Becky and I sleep.
And down the hall, my kids’ room. My son’s bed.
My kids see a doctor when they’re sick. Our pantry and refrigerator are full…and the freezer in the garage. We eat three meals every day with snacks in between. With my job I’m able to pay for all this. We have a church family that comes to our rescue when we need help. We have a pretty good life. Actually, we have a great life. More than we need.
I have to get on an airplane to see children lethargic from malnutrition, houses build above polluted waters, families that earn less each month than the average American spends on soft drinks.
But what if I didn’t have to? What if this poverty wasn’t a plane ride away? What if it was next door?
Would that make a difference? In how I feel? How I think? How I live?
What about you? What if the families written about were neighbors? If you drove by their house in your van everyday on the way to yours? If your kids played in the sideyard with theirs? If when your family sat down at the kitchen table for dinner you could see their place through your window?
If their kids spent the night with yours and you discovered they didn’t have shoes, wouldn’t you give them a pair?
If you noticed the children next door never went to school, wouldn’t you offer to teach them or pay their way?
If you saw their bellies distended from starvation, wouldn’t you invite them over for dinner?
If you discovered they had never heard about Jesus, wouldn’t you tell them?
If these ears lived next door, wouldn’t you give them a flick? How could you resist?
Distance makes all the difference doesn’t it?
The children you’ve read about this week are half the world away. But no less in need of your help. And if your house, your life, are anything like mine you have more than enough – many blessings are yours to share!
God has scattered his gifts for the poor among the nations! (2 Corinthians 9) Some of those gifts are in our bank accounts. In things unused we keep in storage. In cable that can we can cancel, caffeine addictions that we can (maybe) break…
Our neighbors from the Philippines are knocking now. May we love them as we’d love the family next door.
Please, sponsor a child today. Your sponsorship will provide them with proper nutrition, education, healthcare, a church family to love and support theirs, and they will hear daily how much God loves them.
Thank you.
Amy says:
What a startling realization. It’s easy to separate ourselves from the poverty, when we don’t face it every. single. day.
Amy says:
I can’t stop looking at the pictures. The difference between where they are sleeping and where you are. WOW.
emily freeman says:
Yes. Just this.
Lindsay says:
Yes, I would flick those adorable ears and wrap their owner up in a huge hug. 🙂 Thank you for bringing them to us. Thank you for helping us remember they *are* our neighbors. They live right next door to us in God’s heart.
Sara says:
This is so very true there is no way we would let our neighbours live like this. Yet the distance makes this seem unreal not our problem. Thank you for bringing it to our neighbourhood it’s not our problem it’s our hope for all children.
Melissa says:
This type of poverty does exist around me…the first time I did a home visit to a teen mama that lived in migrant housing, in my own county, I became broken like never before.
But, even though the poverty exists in my backyard and I do see it every day does NOT release me from the Great Commission. The Bible calls us to help the poor, regardless of geography. You are right, I need to be as committed to helping those in the Philippines and abroad as I am the needy in my county and country.
The poor are our neighbors, regardless of distance, and we are called to love {and help} them all.
God bless your efforts!
Jill Foley says:
What a powerful post, Shaun. You’ve definitely given this a new perspective.
“love your neighbor as yourself” – our neighbors might just live half way across the world!
Christi says:
Wow, this is so eye opening. it’s such a struggle but I give what I can to help the local neighbors who have struggles…do I stop that to help across neighbors across the ocean? How do you find balance, because they all matter to me.
Shaun Groves says:
Prayer. That’s my only answer. I wish God wrote a letter to each of us – feed this one, clothe that one, teach this one. But instead we GET to speak with God and ask Him to lead us.
You’re so right that we cannot help everyone and Compassion international is not the only work God is involved in down here – so we must ask God to send us. As I’ve done that over the years He has given me an uncontainable passion for the children of Compassion, the family assistance center down the street, the second and third graders at our church, neighbors in our cul-de-sac, the homeless in Nashville. These people and their need light something up inside of me, an irresistible desire blazes for them, and I simply follow.
Hope that helps, Christi. Great question. Praying for you now, that God will guide your compassionate heart to the needs he planned you to meet before you even breathed your first breath.
JessicaB says:
I keep wondering how that house is even standing. *shakes head*
Megan @ Faith Like Mustard says:
Me too.
kris says:
There is nothing else I could say here except, YES.THIS. I will repost this and pray that it reaches others as it has moved me. Praying for you guys. Bless you.
We are THAT family says:
Shaun–THIS IS IT.
What a powerful, important post, I wish it could land in the inbox of every Christian.
Thank you for going there.
debra parker says:
thank you for writing this.
Ashley Pichea says:
Distance DOES make all the difference. Thank you for this challenge!
Living the Balanced Life says:
Wow. How convicting.
kodi says:
stunning…
there are just no words for how i feel.
ali @ an ordinary mom says:
Wow… what if that house were next to mine? Yes, I would be bringing them shoes, and even knitting them hats and scarves to survive our Minnesotan winters, and I hope I would have the courage to do so much more than that…
You’re so right, though, that the distance makes things seem less urgent, less dramatic somehow.
Poignant post, truly, thank you!
Christine says:
Wonderful post that reveals where your heart is, and where every Christian’s heart needs to be. Thank you.
barbara r says:
thanks, Shaun, for speaking out for them.
our family lives here (in Mindanao). we do live next door to people who live in rooms like that. my kids do play with their kids. we do walk by their homes…and it blesses me to hear you speak for them. thank you
Elizabeth says:
This post really makes you ask yourself some tough questions.
I followed your trip to El Salvador in 2009. I knew that after reading this and about your magic trick for Kristen yesterday, I had to become a sponsor.
I can now proudly say I sponsor a child! Her name is Stephanie (age 6) from the Philippines. I chose her because we share the same birthday. 🙂 Plus, as a mama of three girls myself, (16, 13 and 6 years old) I couldn’t resist her sweet little face in her profile picture. I look forward to exchanging pictures and letters with Stephanie.
I can’t imagine the desperation Stephanie’s mama must feel daily. I pray that my sponsorship will bring hope and the love of Jesus to their family. I’m currently unemployed and only receiving $116/week in unemployment benefits but trusting God to provide. I don’t have much, but I still consider myself very blessed and want to share.
Shaun Groves says:
Thank God for you! Thank you for changing little Stephanie’s life forever!
In a few days, somewhere in the Philippines, Stephanie and her family will get the news that she has a sponsors – and they will weep and smile and thank God for Elizabeth. Thank you, Elizabeth.
Elizabeth says:
Reading that Stephanie’s family will weep and smile and thank God for me just made me cry…again! I think this little girl and her family are helping me as much as I am helping them. Thank you for all you do for Compassion, Shaun.
Michelle ~ Blogging from the Boonies says:
Praise the Lord! Elizabeth, if you get a chance, stop by my blog: http://www.bloggingfromtheboonies.com/2011/05/new-compassion-sponsors.html I have a gift for new sponsors and I would love to send you one!
Jason says:
I love the way you worked those photos.
Ann Voskamp says:
Oh… yes… THIS.
It’s all grace and a gift never stops being a gift and what we have is always meant to be given.
Given away — Given to the hungry and the poor and the destitute and that knocking on our door — it’s Jesus knocking.
And when was He thirsty and I gave Him water? When was He hungry and I fed Him? And when was He sleeping on a shack over water and I cared?
And when will I answer the door?
Going now… to walk all the way across my house to get into my bed in its own room, by its own washroom….
Sometimes the knocking… it keeps you up late at night.
Ann Voskamp says:
So all of us just moved over here, including a whole bunch of other Compassion kids who already have a piece of our heart, and we flung the doors opened wide and invited in a few of our Filipino neighbors 🙂
And I’m telling you — flicking his ears and telling her about Jesus and passing a bowl of good food down to the whole lot of them? Is the best way to stay up late at night.
He who has nothing in the end… but has a heart bursting at the seams… yeah… I think that’s the point.
Thanks, Compassion Bloggers. Just — thanks.
All is grace,
Ann
FaithHopeLoveAndJesus says:
POWERFUL post. Spot on.
Tracy Smith says:
Shaun. Thank you for this post. Your words, the photographs. Everything!
Anne Dye says:
I never want to forget this! I did already “know” all of this stuff but it is so easy for it to slip my mind in the middle of my everyday life, you know? I want to glue that next door picture into my brain. Thanks for showing us God’s heart.
Michelle ~ Blogging from the Boonies says:
I think that the images of this home will stick in my mind as vividly as the home of Eliud in the Mathare Slum. I think of him and his cardboard-scrawled prayer every sing day. (I wrote the same prayer on cardboard and hung it over my bedroom door.)
The images and words are so moving. Thank you for sharing!
shirley slee says:
So touching, I’ll be sending a link through my blog as well, http://thesleefamily.blogspot.com/ thanks so much, “We walk by faith, not by sight.” but now we have seen!
Kelly Minter says:
Shawn, So well done. My heart and life are so with you. Excellent work on this post. Hope you and your family are doing so well!
Linda Mabe says:
It seems like I am just beginning to understand the GREAT voice of God leading us to feed, clothe, and connect…really connect with those around us in need no matter where they may be. I used to think that the music was the connection (I am a local singer/songwriter). Music can move people emotionally but only GOD can move ….really. Please know that I am truly thankful for each of you serving with Compassion International (we sponsor a little boy from El Salvador named Francisco). I pray that my eyes will stay focused on the needs of others instead of complaining about what I think I should have. The more I know me, the more I realize my selfishness. More of Him…less of me! Again, thanks to each of you for helping me to be reminded of the vast need to reach out.
heather says:
I can honestly say I’ve never considered what it would be like if these people were my literal neighbors. First I wept.
And then I sponsored. Because though I’ve been a Christian for six years next month, and because I’ve always wanted to sponsor, I just never have.
We “can’t” afford it. But God will either make room in our finances or room in our hearts to get rid of even more stuff, somehow. Sweet little Giovanny, waiting more than six months, the love of Jesus is coming to YOU!
Karen says:
*swallowing the big lump in my throat*….my husband and I are struggling to discover just exactly what this looks like in our lives. We participate in ‘ministry’, but it never seems like enough…….that house/your house/my house……..
Tiffany says:
Wow. Shaun. This.
So convicting. And to be honest, a lot of times we ignore our neighbors in poverty as well….I see it in my home in Orange County, California. There is a family that lives in a camper. They park on the street. They have 2 kids with one on the way. The children are constantly dirty and without food.
Poverty is everywhere. Next door and overseas. It is heartbreaking and overwhelming.
However, we can easily give up one of our luxuries to sponsor a sweet child and help our neighbors. We can’t help everyone, but really it takes just one step at a time to make a difference.
Thanks for this Shaun. Praying for the team today.
Tj says:
Powerful post and very hard for me to think about. How much is enough? Is it ever enough?
Kaycee says:
What an amazing dose of perspective. The picture with your house next to their house? Powerful.
Kelli says:
I read this last night and had to sit on it for a bit. I went to bed with a prayer in my heart, “Let me be open to the Spirit not merely moved by emotion.”
These are really powerful words, Shaun. I have been pouring over the posts from all of you until the late hours of the night, prayerfully asking the Lord to move not just in my heart, but in my husband’s and children’s hearts as well. I don’t want to act out of emotion alone, because when the blog posts end and the pictures fade into the recesses of my heart, those emotions won’t be the things that spur me to act on behalf of these children.
I want to act according to the Spirit’s call in my life and tug on my heart. Thanks to you and the lovely ladies with you for giving us a glimpse into how we can be used – how we can make a difference in the life of one. It is no less than awe inspiring.
Thank you.
Jenny says:
Emily’s post wrecked me today. I’m still processing things I take for granted like – what happens to this family when it rains? where do they go to the bathroom? how do they get to the village for supplies? what happens if the storms blow their raft away? why did they build on the water? My mind is having such a hard time wrapping itself around this scene and yet I’ve visited Compassion centers in Africa, Ecuador, and Guatemala… Maybe it is because I have two little girls I’m sponsoring in the Philippines and the thought of them living like this just makes my eyes all welly and my heart so weary…
Hope to give them… it just doesn’t seem like enough sometimes.
Thank you so much for all you do Shaun with these trips. Praying for your team.
Tara G. @ Mrs. Yellow Hat says:
We live in Ukraine and last month had the opportunitiy to tag along with my husband on a business trip to Germany- Bavaria, to be exact, where it’s amazing. As we crossed the border back into Ukraine, I had a bad case of the border blues and I struggled to analyze what in the world my problem was… the town we were in was by no means the worst I’ve seen here. But, I didn’t know anyone and it was easy to depersonalize. Allowing ourselves to get up close and personal and letting our emotions and all things transcendent to be touched changes our vision quite dramatically; what a blessing for this team but also for those of us who get to sponsor.
steph says:
Really love this! Thanks for all your doing to bring this to light and make us all think. Praying.
Women Living Well says:
Wow! What a powerful image!
Thank you for this reminder.
Courtney
Tanna says:
This is what it is all about. This is why we are in the process of selling our house. Downsizing everything we own in order to support the causes we hold dear to our hearts. God is working on our family in amazing ways and I am trusting in Him!
Princess Leia says:
Re-reading this again and still not really sure how I feel/what I think in response. Part of me is afraid that if they lived next door, I’d stop noticing them after a while.
Usually these Compassion Bloggers trips rip me open, reigniting my desires to go and do, and I do everything I can to get the word out about them and get others to follow along. I’m still getting the word out….and maybe it’s just the new baby distracting me….but I feel like I’ve already seen too much (although I’ve never seen starvation, just deprivation). I’ve been there and done that and it’s all just a cliche to me now. But I’m afraid to say “break my heart for what breaks Yours” because I’ve got too much to do to be undone right now.
So I guess I’m praying that this will be my prayer:
“Heal my heart and make it clean
Open up my eyes to the things unseen
Show me how to love like You have loved me
Break my heart for what breaks Yours
Everything I am for Your Kingdom’s cause
As I walk from earth into eternity
Hosanna hosanna
Hosanna in the highest”
lindsey says:
Thank you for writing this incredible story. My heart is so on board with Compassion and the work that’s going on around the world. Even as a Nation’s minded, Jesus loving person, I still struggle with all these questions, I think struggling in good.
praying for all of you guys.
Dani Morris says:
I read Kelly’s Korner bog and her blog referred me to your’s…this was a heart touching post, very sad. I just want to acknowledge that this very thing happens here, right in our backyards. This VERY type of poverty along with physically and sexually abusive parents, parents who have severe mental health issues, and mind altering substance abuse issues, it happens here, every day. Just visit your local Child Welfare Office and ask, they can tell you!
Jennifer says:
I hopped over here from Kelly’s Korner tonight. Compassion has been in the back of my mind, I’ve checked the site, but never made a commitment to sponsor. I cannot wait until my girls wake up in the morning, though, so they can meet their new friend in the Phillipines!! Thank you for bringing awareness to things that are happening all around us in our world that we don’t take the time to think about.
Shannon says:
Amen. I am in tears, Shaun. Thank you.
But I also want to point out that the pictures of your home have just cemented your mommy blogger status. Every good mommy bloggers shows her (um, his?) house at some point. 😉
Laura says:
Wow.
Jeanette says:
I am from the Philippines…Reading this saddens me… There is such a big gap between the rich and the poor in my country. But God is good, there are allot of Christian churches in the Philippines reaching to the hurting.
Thank you for sharing God’s love to the Filipinos. There is a big need in this country.
You know, the stuff we throw away here in the US, it is undescribable…I wish I could donate it all to the churches in the Philippines…
Were you able to go to the railroad tracks in Manila? The people live just a few steps away from the tracks and they are living below the poverty line.
Nicki Woo says:
Thank you for that.
Christin @ Joyful Mothering says:
Yes. This is it right here.
I have never traveled with Compassion, but the images I have seen never leave. I sponsor Cecilia from Tanzania and her letters connect me with her – across the world. Her letters make it seem as if we are not so far away. Because we’re not.
Thank you, Compassion, for the opportunity to give to those desperately in need. But also? For connecting us together.
Thank you Shaun for sharing this perspective, because it needs to be seen.
Christi C says:
Shaun, this post and following the bloggers on this trip has just rocked my little world! Thank you! We just sponsored our first child!
Amanda says:
“God has scattered his gifts for the poor among the nations! (2 Corinthians 9) Some of those gifts are in our bank accounts.” Yes. This is powerful, Shaun.
Randy says:
Thanks for posting. Most people in the West have no idea of how “rich” they are, especially compared to most of the world’s population.
We work nearly every day with street kids, trash pickers (they pick through someone else’s garbage for a few recyclables that they can sell), and homeless families living on the streets- bringing them food, talking with them, helping with medical needs and providing basic school supplies for kids. Many of those try to survive on only $2-3 per day- not enough, here in Metro Manila, for even basic food for their families. And there are millions (literally) of others just like them. Less than $15 can provide a nutritious meal for 100 plus…
No one person or group can do it all, but we all must do what we can. As Mother Teresa said, “If you can’t feed 100, then feed just one.”
Thelma says:
Thank you for this, Shaun. I’m a Filipino-American who was adopted by an American soldier married to a Filipina. My biological family was dirt poor and pregnant with their fifth child. When my parents found out they couldn’t have kids, they were advised to adopt, possibly from a blood relative. They wore my “bios” down and took me home when I was eleven days old. Can’t thank God enough for sparing me and giving me a life I don’t deserve. I’m grateful every day.
Samantha Johnson says:
I am a Filipino who recently moved to Nashville. I’m a mess reading this. I miss home. I miss being around these children everyday. Thank you Shaun for bringing their voices to this side of the world.
Wendy Webb says:
Powerful! Thank you so much for sharing! Praying about what we are to do.
Ericka says:
Incredible. Heartbreaking. Thanks for sharing… I hope this wakes people up all over the world.