How Will They Know?

As I went for a walk yesterday up the mountain behind my house my heart literally ached. It hurt because of the beauty of the scenery – beauty that would take your breath away – mountains and valleys green everywhere except for where the freshly plowed earth revealed dark, rich topsoil. It hurt because of the barefoot people who smiled and greeted me all along the way as they carried their heavy loads from the market up the mountain to their grass houses. It hurt because of the grins and looks of utter surprise on their faces when I spoke their language to them – a language that up until a year ago no foreigner was speaking. It hurt because of the grimy, pants-less little children that came running to shake my hand calling me some version of my name, “firinji”, or “America.” It hurt because I love this place and can’t imagine leaving. It hurt because there are so many lost and they will continue to be lost until they hear. They bow daily to a god who cannot save. And when told of the one who can save they stare blankly back at us and say that they don’t know this person – they’ve never heard of Him.

With all that said, there is a song that has been on my heart lately. My favorite parts of it go a little something like this:

“So, we’ll go to the edge of the world bringing good news to the broken and the poor. There is hope for all who are thirsty to come to the well as you are and drink of His mercy.”

“So we’ll raise our banner cause the wars not over, but it is already won. For He came and died to save and rose up from the grave the King of Kings. So, we’ll raise our voices full of truth and justice and let them lead.”

“All who call upon the Lord will be saved. But how can they call when they don’t believe and how will they believe when they’ve never heard and how will they hear unless someone tells them and how can they tell them if they’re never sent. We will go.”

“So, we’ll go to the edge of the world bringing good news to the broken and the poor. There is hope for all who are thirsty to come to the well as you are and drink of His mercy. It’s all for your glory God.”

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