I began this blog after the first earthquake in Nepal and couldn’t quite get it finished…until today after the second one.
Once a World Race parent, always a World Race parent…at least that is how it seems to me. My daughter has been home for a year and so you would think that my time of scrutinizing world events would have come to a close. This is not true however. Instead I find that I am connected now more than ever to these Racers who are bringing the love of God to a hurting world. I still read blogs and watch videos nearly every day. At any given time the World Race has close to 900 or so young adults on the field in numerous countries and on many continents. They are constantly in flux, some coming, some going, most of them moving from place to place on a monthly basis. The enormity of the task to keep track of them all is overwhelming. So when a natural disaster strikes, like the earthquake in Nepal the first thought is, “Are there Racers in Nepal?” This time answer was no. P Squad was 24 hours from being in Kathmandu…tickets bought…arrangements made. Plans were put on hold and then changed quickly as the world waited and watched. The squad held up in India to see how things were going to turn out. Agape Mission International, a ministry which has worked with AIM before, sent a message…”Do you have anyone you can send to help us?”
AIM’s answer? Yes. There is a whole squad just over the border waiting for God to make it clear where and when they are to go. And so…God in his impeccable timing…sent 50 young people into Kathmandu to those who desperately need hope. Racers worked in the city and then dispersed to neighboring villages to help set up tents for the local community to sleep in, to distribute food, to clear rubble around homes, to pray for the injured and sick, to give medicines to sick people, to play games with kids to cheer them up, to help rebuild houses and churches. To listen, to hug, to love on people who had lost so much. Feeling particularly burdened for the people of Nepal, and also for a squadmate who is returning home after being severely injured in a car accident in India last month, the Squad sent out a request to make May the 12 “Pray for P Squad Day.” They asked for healing for their friend Vanessa, and for hope for the Nepalese people. It was to be a day dedicated to prayer. Today.
Then…earthquake number two hit. Coincidence? I think not. Once again, the question arose for all the racer parents, “Are there Racers in Nepal?” This time the answer was yes, and so the WR parent prayer hotline went into action. It turned the P Squad day of prayer into a fervent flurry of warfare prayer that only moms whose kids are in danger can fully grasp. When the first communication via a text from a Racer in Nepal came in there was a sigh of relief along with streams of tears.
Hey mum it’s Liv. Today while in the village we had a 7.4 earthquake. The ground shook like crazy underneath of me. We are completely safe and hiked to the top of the mountain where we are safe. We are staying with the UN in a big earthquake safe tent. We will be staying here for another 2 days until it is safe to travel back to the city. I am healthy, safe and not afraid. God is good and will lead us where we need to go.
I know this isn’t my daughter…but I cried anyway, because it could have been. Because I know the relief that flooded the hearts of the parents who were worried out of their minds and trying to hang on to trusting God with their kids from the other side of the world…as all WR parents do each day. The same amazing kids who have stepped up and out onto the faith we taught them and who have the audacity to believe it. The same amazing kids who are now leading us and showing us how to practice what we preach. These kids who are in the right place at the right time to express the love of God in practical ways to people who need it. They have endured much hardship and yet, they say ‘we are not afraid.’ We, the parents, wish WE were not afraid…that we had the courage they have. And we sit at home and wonder ‘Where did these strong kids come from?’ We are astounded at their tenacity, their passion and compassion, their hearts to serve, and their desire to bring healing to the nations. In moments like these we get on our knees because we are humbled by their humility. We bow in gratefulness for their grace. We lift our hands in surrender at their service. It turns our hearts to God and our eyes to his face with tears of thankfulness that he would use them in this way. It is our prayers for them answered, in ways we could never have imagined and would have never chosen. In these days, following two earthquakes, accidents, much sickness, and adversity of all kinds, we pray. We pray for them, for the people they serve, but we also pray for ourselves. That we would have a fraction of the faith they do. That their belief in the God we introduced them to would seep into our hearts and reawaken us. Amen.