I had an “ah ha” moment this week while I was preparing to
speak to 300 students at Changhua Senior High School in Taiwan.
I was talking about the topic of hope. Then I talked about hopelessness. Then I talked about evil. And as I prepared for my presentation a
link between the three became very clear to me.
I used three examples of hopelessness; Baby Shirley, Baby
River and Little Phephile.
Baby Shirley’s mother was hopeless, so much so that she felt
the only option she had was to dump her newborn baby in a pit latrine and then
dump fire on top of her and left her to die.
Shirley "before". |
Shirley "after". |
River "before". |
River "after". |
Phephile "before". |
Phephile "after". |
I find that people who hear these stories are quick to judge
these mothers and call them “evil”.
They are also quick to sentence them for their crimes and demand the
harshest of punishment. But I
don’t see it that way. I have looked directly in to the eyes of Shirley’s
mother and Phephile’s mother and what I saw was hopelessness. They were empty, dead inside, with no
options, and no hope.
I showed my Taiwanese students before and after photos of
these three children. The before photos represented hopelessness, and the after
photos represented hope. And then
showed them a quote by Edmund Burke that I find very powerful. It says: “The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do
nothing.”
Could it be that hopelessness turns in to evil when good men
and women do nothing?
Could it be that River, Shirley and Phephile would not have
had to suffer if their mothers could have found people who cared and acted to
help them before their hopeless turned to an act of evil?
Oh how I wish we could have helped these young women when
they were in need rather than having to try to put the pieces back together
after their babies were injured.
After my speech was finished a young man came up to me and
was visibly moved. He said that he has always wanted to
stand up against injustice and make a difference in the world, but he has
always been told that he wasn’t good enough and would never make a difference.
I told him that he had been told lies, that he was powerful beyond measure. Later in the day he sent me a message
that read, “Today, after listening to your speech, l felt
something turned to be different in my heart.”
Working and living in Africa has taught me that hope is
life-saving, and life-giving. And
hopelessness is life-taking and life-threatening.
On my darkest days when I am discouraged or wanting to give
up it is inevitable that I get an message from someone from around the world writing
to encourage me and remind me to keep my eyes on our only true hope … Jesus.
Those words are always timely and are exactly what I needed to hear.
I pray that each of us will reach out to others with words
of true HOPE when we feel prompted to do so. You may just save a life.
Live from Taiwan … I am hopeful.
Janine
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