Today as you read this, thousands of babies will be aborted and their body parts probably still sold; millions of children (majorly girls) are still being forced and trapped in labor or sex trafficking, and by the time you finish this article, at least one person in the United States will have been sexually assaulted
If you’re anything like me, after just reading that paragraph you want to close this article before you let those facts soak in.
It’s a lot easier to shove this reality aside and continue on with your day, pretending like this doesn’t exist. I don’t want to accept the fact that right now grown men are taking advantage sexually of innocent teenage girls. I don’t want to know that human lives that could go on to do great things aren’t even getting the chance because they are killed before even exiting the womb. It makes me restless and depressed while I cringe inside.
I’d rather just go on living my life not having to think about these things.
But for Christians especially, we need to stop pretending. We need to stop pretending like everything is okay. We need to stop pretending like we are naive to the injustices happening all around the world as well as in our own backyards. Instead, we need to do something about it. We are only fooling ourselves.
Rescue those who are unjustly sentenced to die;
save them as they stagger to their death. Don’t excuse yourself by saying, “Look, we didn’t know.” For God understands all hearts, and he sees you.
He who guards your soul knows you knew.
He will repay all people as their actions deserve.
-Proverbs 24:11-12 (NLT)
I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to get to the end of my life and look God in the face as He asks me “You knew that people were being aborted and sold into sex slavery. Why didn’t you do anything about it?” What would my answer even be? “Uh sorry God, I was busy trying to truly find happiness. I guess I never got around to it. I thought somebody else might take care of that.” But that is what we are inadvertently saying! We are choosing our own happiness and comfort over the welfare of others.
But what can we really do anyway? When we look at the overwhelming statistics, it is so easy to seem powerless in the midst of such injustice.
How can I make a difference? These are questions I ask myself, and I’m sure many others do, as well. But let me remind you that as Romans 8:11 says that the same Spirit that raised Jesus from the dead, lives inside of you!
You can start with prayer.
But don’t stop there.
Be obedient to wherever God leads you.
To be honest, I had never even prayed for abortion or sex trafficking until a couple months ago. I called myself a Christian, but for twenty-three years I never took even five minutes to stop and pray for the lives of the helpless and (extremely) less fortunate. Really?
It is so easy to look around at everyone else who isn’t really doing anything and just follow suit. I look around, even at the church and justify my passivity by saying, “Well nobody else seems concerned. Nobody else is really doing anything.” I’m not saying there isn’t anybody doing anything because there are a lot of great organizations that are. However, I’m saying that the majority of us are just sitting back idly as lives are taken and innocent girls are raped.
“Silence in the face of evil is itself evil. Not to speak is to speak. Not to act is to act” (Dietrich Bonhoeffer).
We deem these things as somewhat normal in our culture. “But aborted ‘fetuses’ aren’t really human,” they say to justify their action. Well, that’s what they said to justify slavery and the Holocaust, too. How can we possibly look back on the Holocaust with disgust and judgement but ignore thousands of innocent babies being killed right in our midst? I challenge you to not be like everyone else but instead put yourself out there and do something! At the end of your life is it really going to matter more what everyone else thinks or what God thinks of you?
Let me leave you with this story, and you can decide for yourself whether you to want to continue sitting back saying,”Look, we didn’t know” or get up and do everything you can to make an impact.
“I lived in Germany during the Nazi Holocaust. I considered myself a Christian. We heard stories of what was happening to Jews, but we tried to distance ourselves from it because what could we do to stop it. A railroad track ran behind our small church and each Sunday morning we could hear the whistle in the distance, and then the wheels coming over the tracks. We became disturbed when we heard the cries coming from the train as it passed by. We realized that it was carrying Jews like cattle in the cars. Week after week the whistle would blow. We dreaded to hear the sound of those wheels because we knew that we would hear the cries of the Jews in route to a death camp. Their screams tormented us. We knew the time the train was coming, and when we heard the whistle blow, we began singing hymns. By the time the train came past our church, we were singing at the top of our voices. If we heard the screams, we sang more loudly and soon we heard them no more.” And then the eyewitness shared with Pastor Lutzer, “ Although years have passed, I still hear the train whistle in my sleep. God forgive me, forgive all of us who called ourselves Christians and yet did nothing to intervene.”
-Erwin Lutzer in “When a Nation Forgets God: 7 Lessons We Must Learn from Nazi Germany“.