I once spent some time with a bunch of orphans. They were all bitter and resentful because they dressed in the clothing that others discarded. Everything that they had was old, used, and government issued. They were only allowed to have a nightlight in their room, and when someone mistakenly would ship a package of higher wattage bulbs, it would cause arguments over who got to have them.
These kids had a deep seated animosity for the space program. They would hear about how much was spent on a mission, and imagine what they could have done with such money. The things that these kids endured is sad, but their bitterness, and lack of faith was heartbreaking.
I had to point out to them that the things that they endured were wrong. They should be treated better than they were. I pointed out to them that they had to learn to ask God to provide for their needs. That was my goal. To reach them for the Lord.
If the space program were to stop dead in its tracks, they would never see a dime of the money that was saved from it. I tried to think of some of the good things that we have now because of the space program. It was all meaningless to them.
But I felt led by the Spirit to keep coming back to trying to teach them how to pray and tell God what they wanted and needed. To point out to them that God would not honor their attitudes, and to teach them that God was big enough that he could provide rocket ships for astronauts, and light bulbs for orphans.
I hope that the seeds planted grew and are bearing fruit. My thoughts are with them often.