I recently listened to the song, “Speaking Louder Than Before,” by Jeremy Camp. It’s one of those songs that gets my blood pumpin when I am running. Every word to this song is amazing and thought provoking (you can listen to it here: Speaking Louder Than Before) But if I had to pick the part of the song that gets me the most is in the main chorus:
“We are, we are in desperation
We need to reach this generation
We are speaking louder than before
We are the light to reach this world
We are the salt preserving these souls
Let’s show them the love that we’ve received now.”
When I think of reaching this generation that’s in despeartion, I am reminded of Osny. Osny is 16 years old and lives in our home for teenage girls (The Eagle’s Nest). Osny was around the age of 6 when her mother died, leaving her, her twin sister, and little siblings to fend for themselves while living with their grandmother. As the years went by, Osny began to do some babysitting and caregiving to make some money. One day while walking home from work, 4 men abducted her and raped her repeatedly for 2 days. She was obviously deeply broken by this incident and told her grandmother about the rape. However, her grandmother didn’t believe her and told her she was a lying to try and cover something else up. Osny’s dad came home from the USA (he migrated to the states for work) and the grandma told him about Osny and her “lying problem.” So her dad, angry at her for causing his mother trouble, told Osny what a liar she was, that she didn’t know what rape really was, and then proceeded to rape her himself to teach her a lesson. Osny ran away and was picked up on the side of the road by a woman who took her to Tegucigalpa to find work. After 5 weeks of working, Osny had a nervous breakdown. She was sent to the mental hospital for 2 months, and then to the government orphanage from there. That is where Alvin found her and brought her to the Eagle’s Nest.
“I Hate My Birthday”
It’s easy for someone like Osny to feel trapped in the dark. Just this past Saturday I went to the girls home and did an activity with them. We told about some of our favorite things. I asked the girls what their favorite holiday was; it could even be their birthday! But Osny could not think of one. So I asked her, “What about your birthday?” She just gave me a disgusted look and said she hated her birthday. WHAT?! I have never met anyone, especially a teenage girl, who hated their birthday. I wondered why..Is it because she never got presents on her birthday? Is it because she was never sung Happy Birthday to? Or is it because she is trapped in the dark and doesn’t realize that Sept. 11 was the glorious day that God brought her into the world? Needless to say, she needs to know the unfathomable love of Jesus Christ.
It’s Time To Speak LOUDER
Living in a third world country has made me realize how we are in serious desperation; desperation for a Savior. And if you read Chad’s last blog entry, you read about why our ministry focuses on this generation; a generation of children and youth who have been forgotten. I write these words again to encourage us all to speak louder; speak louder than you ever have before!
“We are the salt preserving these souls.
We have the love that will be brought.
We are speaking louder than before.”