Sometimes life just does not make sense, we live in a world of inconsistencies that make us question the goodness of the God we claim to follow.  We live in a world were injustice is rarely revenged, the poor are left needy, the hurting and broken are left alone to their sorrows. To spend almost two weeks with children that have been abandoned, raped, left in gutters as newborns, thrown out and discarded as trash, brutally been beaten and considered unworthy in society has been a humbling experience. It has been a humbling experience because the love from these orphans puts to shame the love offered by the wealthy, worthy, putt together, attractive people in my life. I myself fall into the second category. It is a love that can not be described and penetrates to the deepest part of your being, exposing the voids you never knew you had. The love of the broken has shown me my own brokenness and what it looks like to love from the midst of it. I had the opportunity to hear the stories of many orphans now adults, and the constant theme I heard was, "I am blessed." How can a child who is thrown away consider her life blessed. These children would not exchange their experience for another. Because they were born in a country where communism stole the hope of the people, and had parents that abandoned them or brutalized them in horrific ways, they were placed in orphanages that look similar to the Lord of the flies movie, where they experienced strange Christians that constantly loved them till their hearts melted with the love of Jesus and discovered God as their father. They would not change a moment, for without the pain they would never have known Jesus as savior. In a country with only %4 Christians  the only way they would ever hear the name of Jesus would be to be at these orphanages where Christians come to shine Christ's love. How is that for a picture of a huge incredible God. There are many things we will never understand in this broken world, but one thing I know to be true. Our God is constantly redeeming the broken in ways we could never imagine. It is not our job to question, but to be the redeeming agents available to go to the most broken places to love as Christ would.