Photo by Dustin Maust.

A friend of mine emailed me this poem he crafted after attending our event on Friday night. David, like most people, is troubled when they first learn of the number of baby girls that loose their life in just southern India each year.

It took me over a year to process. To move from a point of hopelessness to one of hope for a better tomorrow. Personally, I think God most times needs to break our heart before we are willing to act upon the injustice we see. The challenge for many is they either do not act because they believe they can not make any difference or the “noise of daily life” just drowns out the cries of the hopeless.

The great news is that when we begin to act – take those first few steps, God opens doors of opportunity and leads the way.

HOPELESS IN INDIA

Oh mother India
Why do you cry
Is it for the baby girls
That they say they must die
Do you hear their crys
In the streets at night
Hungry and scared
Waiting to die
Those that survive
To a life with no hope
Wishing it was them
That was chosen to go
Oh God in heaven hear their pleas
Give us the means
To give these girls real dreams
A life worth living
By hearing your word
Changing their lives
With the help of us who believe
That with our help and yours
Their life can be more than
HOPELESS DREAMS

david kush