Globe a week later

It's been a week since we went to Arizona with Daun Slauson. Liz has been asking me to post something. I've been hesitant as I'm not sure how to put my feelings down. I mean, I can tell you about a girl I met at the childrens home on the rez. (that's reservation for those of you who didn't know) We took about a half hour to put a Spongs Bob puzzle together. She has "Downs Syndrome" and that was the most amazing half hour I have spent in a long time. I can tell you about the "Prayer Walk" we had. We went to different neighborhoods and to a house that was being built after a family's trailer was burned down. We prayed at all of these places and my heart, once again broke for the Apache people. We spoke with Dale and Diana about taking a group of Aboriginal kids from Australia to Arizona and they said they also wanted to take a group of Apache kids to Australia. Exciting to say the least.
I mean I can tell you what we did, but I don't have the words to tell you how I felt.
Maybe these questions I have will help you to understand:
Why me?
Why do I hurt so much when I think of these people?
There is so much to do. What can I do?
This week I came across two quotes from William Booth. He started the Salvation Army.
“Not called,” you say? “Not heard the call,” I think you should say.
Put your ear down to the Bible and hear Him bid you go and pull sinners out of the fire of sin.
Put your ear down to the burdened, agonized heart of humanity, and listen to its pitiful wail for help.
Go stand by the gates of hell, and hear the damned entreat you to go to their father’s house and entreat their brothers and sisters not to come there.
Then look Christ in the face- whose mercy you have professed to obey- and tell Him whether you will join heart and soul and body and circumstances in the march to publish His mercy to the world.”
The second one is:
"While women weep, as they do now, I'll fight; while children go hungry, as they do now I'll fight; while men go to prison, in and out, in and out, as they do now, I'll fight; while there is a drunkard left, while there is a poor lost girl upon the streets, while there remains one dark soul without the light of God, I'll fight, I'll fight to the very end!"
That's why me!

Robert