And I thought I was violent...Amber

I was reading this chapter in my Assessment Text about being able to assess for battered spouse abuse and what the signs are to look for and the questions to ask and was overwhelmed by the pictures I saw and the task that is at hand. Then we were updated this morning about what was going on in Zim and the seemingly unreachable tragedy that we can ignore tommorrow morning as usual (in order to even give them money someone has to phsycially go over there and place it in Pastor Immanuel's hand). And right before writing this blog I was watching on CBC a documentry on Rwanda and about the apathetic world who left an entire race to die on it's own. And as I sat in chruch this morning I'm SOO incredibly thankful that God has never left us hopeless. And I'm so incredibly thankful that he didn't create His bride...His body...His church to hide. I'm so incredibly thankful that it isn't His heart for us to stay behind these four walls, but that he is eager to equipe us, send us and love through us...Some Isaiah 42:7 action. And today instead of feeling helpless and perhaps a little useless...i was reassured that God's grace is big enough to save these people and that God's grace is definately bigger than I (again are we back to Christianity 101?!?)