In the year 2050, it is said that more than 66% of the world population will be living in an
urban city. Unfortunately, as more people from underdeveloped areas move to the city, the rate of unemployment grows higher. In Mumbai, India, poverty is rampant in the streets. Fathers will say goodbye to their families for months at a time in hopes of finding a job in the city. However, when they arrive, they’ll find that most employers won’t hire you unless you have an education. Sadly, most people from rural villages cannot read or write because they were never taught how or they had to leave school in the third grade to work for their families. Even if they do get hired, they won’t be paid well because they are born of a lower class.
Not wanting to bring shame onto their families, these men are then forced to resort to begging on the streets with no way to get home–having used up all the money they had to get to the city. What was once hope that beautiful morning now slowly shrivels up and dies, leaving the man a restless heap on the corner with a ghost-like look in his eyes. Something snaps in society, and all of creation groans at the downward spiral of poverty as it wreaks havoc on the now single mother who sells her body to provide for her small family while her three young children lie shivering in the corner. Can this brokenness be restored? The missionary’s heart weeps at the injustice in the world until the Lord lays the burden of His heart into the missionary’s open hands by giving him the vision to bring hope in the midst of a poverty-stricken world through transformational entrepreneurship.
Nothing is too impossible for the Lord.
