Release a Child From Poverty

Digging up treasure

03 Jun 2010 2 Comments

by cath0 in Uncategorized

“Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world.”   John 16:33             

 

Her mother was in trouble, Sarai knew instinctively. Recently there had been little laughter in their small house, her mother rarely smiled and often snapped. As the eldest of 6 children, Sarai felt responsible; surely there was something she could do to help her mother.

Sarai’s mother worked hard for the family business, only recently she had mortgaged the family home for $50 to support the expansion of the business. To 15 year old Sarai, this didn’t seem too significant, yet ever since then her mother seemed worried and preoccupied. One evening there was a stranger in their house, one with a quiet, threatening voice. From the shadows Sarai listened as he hissed out his warning. Her mother owed the man $300, interest on the mortgage she had taken out on the house and then man wanted his money. The only other alternative was the house.

 That evening Sarai watched as the younger children slept, innocent of the real danger that faced them behind tightly shut eyes. What would the family do? Sarai could not bear the thought of the younger ones out on the street where the gamblers, drug addicts and drunk congregated. Suppose their mother moved them to the city, where would they live? How would they eat? The lender was determined and returned several times.

 Then an apparent solution occurred. Three women came to the house offering Sarai a job peeling shrimp in a fishing village; the advance she would receive was exactly $300. Sarai was hopeful, but Mary, her mother refused, not wanting to be parted from her young daughter by such a distance. She would find the money another way. Sarai didn’t see how.

 However, the women persisted, they hadn’t given up. As Sarai walked the street in her village alone, they approached her. Sarai’s mother didn’t know. Inside Sarai’s head ran a battle, between deceiving her mother and a desperate desire to save her family. Seeing her struggle, the women approach Sarai regularly, gradually wearing down her resistance with their promises. As the oldest child, Sarai knew she had a responsibility to her family and she was old enough to know they would never pay the debt. Nor was she too naive to know what that would mean for her brothers and sisters.

 The well paid job was a dream offering. Without her mother knowing she agreed to go with the women. The next day, a taxi pulled up at the arranged meeting place, three other girls had accepted the offer too. Sarai had never been out of her own village and she marvelled at the sights they passed on the taxi ride. Too soon it was over and the girls were put out in another village. Guided by two men they marched through jungles and over a mountain. The men warned the journey was dangerous, if the girls tried to leave they would surely be attacked by wild animals.

 As the sun rose the next day, the men divided the girls between two brothels. In a small, damp room Sarai wore her first make up. Bright and garish, it felt greasy against her skin. One look in the mirror told Sarai what she had become. For the next month Sarai was sold for $15 a time. Never did she see this money nor was she told that it was gradually paying off her mother’s debt. Hope faded. The brothel owner, struck Sarai when she failed to apply the unaccustomed make-up properly, other times she was kicked for failing to fawn over the customers. For Sarai, there was no point in trying to escape, even if a way out could be seen, girls who ran away were hunted down and shot. Sarai had heard some of the other girls talking about it.

 Back in her village, Mary had given up hope. Although desperate to hear good news of her daughter, Mary knew the stories, Sarai was most likely dead.  

Jesus warned that there would be trials and sorrow on Earth. What an understatement! Turn on your TV and you’ll soon see. Sarai’s story is just one among thousands….make that hundreds of thousands. There are 1.2 billion people in the world living in abject poverty, living on less than $1 a day. Every 5 seconds a child dies of hunger or a preventable poverty related disease. How many is that since I started writing this? There are stories in our papers of abuse, neglect and evil that freeze the heart and make us recoil in horror. Poverty seems senseless. There are hundreds of children like Sarai, little treasures made in God’s image, who bit by bit are destroyed by poverty, disease and abuse. God made each of these children, crafted them carefully in his image and yet there they are lying in the dirt, trampled on and abandoned.

 The hurricane in Haiti, three pleading children in Chile, a gun man on the rampage in Cumbria…. this is one messed up world. Someone must be to blame. However, the Bible has never kept silent on the state of the world. From day one, the first son of man killed the second born, famine, disease, war fill the pages of the Bible. The world is fundamentally damaged and it won’t be mended in your generation or mine. Stories flood our TV screens, disasters leave behind the homeless, orphaned and destitute; tribes try to wipe one another out over elections; silent genocides occur; wars ravage lands; dictators take mindless and feelingless actions out on their people to feel power. I hear stories of babies whose lives end before they begin, free of hope, blighted by lack of food or clean water.

 My story is very different though. The stories on the TV screen are just that, sad tales that make us sigh before tuning in the next reality show or favourite soap. Mine is a land of unprecedented prosperity, safety and opportunity. Advances in technology continually open up more and more opportunities.

 Ok, I grew up in family where we penny pinched for a while. My mum gave up work to bring me and my sister up. So our car was tiny and rather clapped out, our holidays cheap and some of our toys homemade. But I was well fed, clean water came through our taps and the NHS made sure I was always treated when childhood illnesses struck. I grew up in the knowledge that I would go to university and find a good secure job.

 My town is pretty ordinary, yet all the time new businesses go up, schools get built. My church is doing ok, we have prayer meetings, a great choir, youth club, mums and tots, Bible study, sometimes we do outreach in the local park.

 We are prospering, but I can’t help asking – Is this what God wants? Is this what he planned for us?

 On a trip to Rwanda I was given this passage by a Pastor in a rural village and it has stuck with me ever since.

 Isaiah 58 (The Message)

Your Prayers Won’t Get Off the Ground

 ^1-3 “Shout! A full-throated shout! Hold nothing back—a trumpet-blast shout!
Tell my people what’s wrong with their lives,
   face my family Jacob with their sins!
They’re busy, busy, busy at worship,
   and love studying all about me.
To all appearances they’re a nation of right-living people—
   law-abiding, God-honoring.
They ask me, ‘What’s the right thing to do?’
   and love having me on their side.
But they also complain,
   ’Why do we fast and you don’t look our way?
   Why do we humble ourselves and you don’t even notice?’

 ^3-5“Well, here’s why:

   ”The bottom line on your ‘fast days’ is profit.
   You drive your employees much too hard.
You fast, but at the same time you bicker and fight.
   You fast, but you swing a mean fist.
The kind of fasting you do
   won’t get your prayers off the ground.
Do you think this is the kind of fast day I’m after:
   a day to show off humility?
To put on a pious long face
   and parade around solemnly in black?
Do you call that fasting,
   a fast day that I, God, would like?

 ^6-9“This is the kind of fast day I’m after:
   to break the chains of injustice,
   get rid of exploitation in the workplace,
   free the oppressed,
   cancel debts.
What I’m interested in seeing you do is:
   sharing your food with the hungry,
   inviting the homeless poor into your homes,
   putting clothes on the shivering ill-clad,
   being available to your own families.
Do this and the lights will turn on,
   and your lives will turn around at once.
Your righteousness will pave your way.
   The God of glory will secure your passage.
Then when you pray, God will answer.
   You’ll call out for help and I’ll say, ‘Here I am.’

 ^9-12“If you get rid of unfair practices,
   quit blaming victims,
   quit gossiping about other people’s sins,
If you are generous with the hungry
   and start giving yourselves to the down-and-out,
Your lives will begin to glow in the darkness,
   your shadowed lives will be bathed in sunlight.

The people of Israel where good people; they kept religious practices, better than I do. They were prosperous and enjoyed the fruits of their hard work. Genuinely they sought God. So God’s reply hits hard. The Israelites are just a bit too like me. They go to church, they are busy for God and they earnestly seek Him.

 But God wasn’t impressed. Why? What does God want from us?

   to break the chains of injustice; get rid of exploitation in the workplace; free the oppressed; cancel debts.
What I’m interested in seeing you do is: sharing your food with the hungry; inviting the homeless poor into your homes; putting clothes on the shivering ill-clad; being available to your own families.

 Ouch! It all sounds rather messy, part of a challenging and often hostile world. But maybe that’s what God wants, for us to come out of our neat and tidy religious lives and engage with the mess. To go out and transform the mess, take action in love, show compassion in service. God is calling his people to do something – to restore the Sarai’s of the world with mercy.

 Sarai, God’s abandoned treasure was found. She was picked up, brushed down and loved by International Justice Ministries. I think God might have a treasure like Sarai waiting for me.

Sarai was recognised by a former neighbour who had also been trafficked. This women escaped back to her village and sought out Mary to tell her that Sarai was alive. Overjoyed Mary went to the police, who sought out IJM support. The brothel was raided, Sarai and two other girls were rescued, while the three women were caught.

Sarai was taken to a centre, where could receive with care and support she needed to recover. She is receiving vocational training in preparation for a better future. Soon she will return home to her mother, Mary who has hope for a better life for her daughter.

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