“How can Jesus love me if He allowed my parents to be shot and killed?”
That’s the question that a 14-year-old Filipino girl asked me.
To give you a little bit of background, on that day of outreach, I woke up in a hurry; I didn’t read my Bible and did not wanted to go out and do evangelism. I was physically and emotionally tired. So before we left, I went to the bathroom and prayed for Jesus to help me and give me the strength and the willingness to go through the day and to give my very best to Him.
My team started to go door to door talking to people and praying for them until we reached a community basketball court. I just finished a conversation, when one of our translators shouted, “Aline! Aline! Come here!” When I got there, she continued, “This girl wants to know how Jesus can love her and still allow her parents to be murdered.”
I was shocked. For two seconds my mind was completely blank.
Then I took a breath, asked her to sit by my side, and I started to talk to her about God’s love. I shared how He took the risk of giving us free will, explaining how people choose to do bad things instead of choosing God and loving Him back.
I told this young girl that God decided to give us a second chance, and that He sent His son to earth to teach us how to love ourselves and how to love Him. I even explained that people had murdered God’s son, just like her parents had been killed.
God understands her pain and He cries with her.
But the story doesn’t end there, and I was able to share the good news that God’s son was resurrected and He lives! Sitting next to this hurting young girl, I told her that God wants to be her Father. She didn’t need to be a girl without parents. I said that God wants to be her Father, and He will never get killed or forsake her. In fact He was very proud of her. And He sent me there, all the way from Brazil, to say to her that He loves her so much, and He had been saying that to her for a long time!
Then, I asked her if she wanted God to be her Father. At this point, she was crying and smiling at the same time. I don’t know how to explain it, but suddenly the girl who didn’t believe in God said “Yes”!
So we prayed, then I gave her a big hug, wiped my own tears and said good bye to her. This little girl who began the day with no parents, and didn’t believe in God, finally accepted the love of the Father. For the first time, she met God who doesn’t abandon His children, who cries and suffers with us; a Daddy who is always by our side.
That day, the girl who had been devastated by loss, smiled and shed tears of joy. Her heart was full because she found a gift: a Father that no one will ever take from her, a family that will last forever.
by Aline Nanes Lopes
Classic DTS Student