“I recently read a story of a woman who explained that her favorite spot at the local zoo was the “House of Night”, where nocturnal creatures crawled and flew about. She said, “One very bright day, I stepped into the exhibit and was plunged into total darkness. Almost immediately, a small hand grabbed mine.” “And who do you belong to?” she asked. A little boy’s voice spoke in the darkness, “I’m yours till the lights come on.”
We live in a world where little hands are reaching up from dark places, a world where children are hungry, lonely, and abandoned.
The author of the Book of James says, “Religion that is pure and undefiled before God, the Father, is this: to care for orphans and widows in their distress, and to keep oneself unstained by the world” (James 1:27).
As followers of Christ, we are to be passionate about orphan care because we know what it is like to be an orphan. We screamed out in darkness and loneliness and the hand of God was there to embrace us. In Jesus, we have been adopted into the Kingdom of God. If anyone is going to hear the cry of the orphan, it is those who have felt the embrace of a heavenly father.
“A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling.” (Psalm 68:5)