A doctor travels far into a remote area of Thailand to visit a hill tribe where the people of the village anxiously await his arrival. Medical help of any kind rarely reaches this community and this doctor is offering free health care services. This is something they could have never dreamed of.
When the doctor arrives he lines all the teen girls up in the village. He examines them one by one. While the families wait nearby, thankful that their daughters are the recipients of such wonderful care, the doctor is secretly examining the girls to see which ones are still virgins. He then picks his favorite and tells the family he needs to take the young girl to Bangkok where she can receive more extensive medical care.
The family trusts this doctor who appears kind and benevolent and sends their daughter off … not knowing it could be the last time they would ever see her.
Once the doctor reaches Bangkok, he continues his residency at a local hospital – all while holding his new captive as his sex slave.
Shocking. Seriously disturbing. Infuriating.
These are just a few words that describe my feelings as I heard this true story.
It’s stories like this that can at times make me feel overwhelmed. It’s just too much for my head to get around … too much evil … too much darkness.
Even in my line of work, with all that I have seen and experienced over the years, there are still stories that get me. There are still issues that just seem too much. And at times, I just want to turn away and focus on something easier.
We have all heard this phrase, right? “God will never give us more than we can bear”. Seems like I have heard that all my life. My favorite variation of this phrase was reportedly from Mother Teresa, “I know God won’t give me anything I can’t handle. I just wish he didn’t trust me so much.”
And, that has in some ways been my motto for many years. My work is hard and pushes my emotions at times to the point that I literally think I might snap. But, I always knew it would never be too much … or more than I could handle … or so I thought.
But this year God has been teaching me that it is simply not true.
What I am learning is that God often, and in most cases does just that – gives us more than we could ever handle on our own.
The #2weeks2rescue campaign is bigger than anything I could ever do on my own. And to be honest, there might have been a small part of me that thought I was crazy trying to raise $66,000 in just two weeks.
But, I simply could not turn away. Not from stories like this one and the hundreds and thousands more – young girls desperate to be rescued.
It’s true. God has given me more than I can handle. But as my pastor recently said, “You will be given more than you can handle, but you will not be given more than He can handle through you.”
As I sit here with just 3 days left in this campaign, I am reminded that this is not about me, and it is not about you.