Marked by Justice

So, I am wrestling about what it tangibly looks like to be God's child as I read "A Long Way Gone...Memoirs of a boy soldier", a true story from a boy in Sierra Lione who was foced into being a child soldier, just as few years ago, when the rebel army was forcefully advancing and massacring thousands, as the rest of the world seemed silent.
Well, this book is bringing me back to a time when Bill and I began to wrestle with all of the questions that come along with the sickning injustice that happens daily in our world, as we sleep ignorantly.
About 2 1/2 years ago, Bill and I came back to Indianapolis limping and broken in our marriage, which left us limping and broken in all areas of our lives. We spent months biting and devouring one another with our words and actions. We, missionaries coming off of the field, functioned as agnostics, we functioned as though we assumed God were dead or in a coma. Until... we were once again reminded that life is about so much more. That summer we watched Hotel Rwanda for the first time. And after a week of bickering and fighting, we finally just sat... silenced...and weeping.We wept over the utter horror of evil that rages in this world. We wept over the forgotten people who actively suffer as we sip on our cappicino's and sleep in mansions with our swollen bellies, swollen not because of malnutrition, but because of over indulgence. We wept because we were made to live for so much more, and were not living into the identity of image bearers of God in this world. We wept because we were blind, ignorant and just plain selfish. And, so, for hours we wept.
We were broken because we knew that we have been called to be people who truly believe that we have a just God. We have a God who cares deeply for orphans and widows, and cares for the poor and the downcast. He is a God who lifts up the humble and gives the earth to the meek as an inheritance.We are called to be world changers. Let us not be timid or ignorant. Fearful or selfish, for we were made for so much more...
So, as Bill and I journey, God continues to open our eyes to the injustice in the world and the God of Justice that He is. Daily He breaks our hearts, and we should not be afraid of being broken daily. For, this is what we have been called to. For, if the very birth of Jesus brought suffering with it, why do we shrink away of being just the slightest bit of uncomfortable?We are the image bearers of God (Genesis 1:26-27), then we should be people of justice; Therefore may True Justice, and not some Pharisaical judgement or worldly version of justice, but the Justice that comes from God, who alone is good, mark us.