Each evening, we return to the center for evening prayer service with the kids. I have so much that I can learn from these kids! They praise God in so many amazing ways! They praise and thank God for blessings...they sing their praises...they pray standing up and on their knees...they pray for us, their aunties and uncles. It's such an experience to witness these children who have so little still learning to love God and be thankful for what they have!
After prayers, we get the opportunity to walk the kids to their rooms and tell them good night. This was very exciting the first few nights, but tonight it broke my heart. After getting Umaru and Shariff to their room, and working through Shariff's nightly jealousy tantrum :(, I took Fatmata to her room. We stopped in a quiet corner on the way, I told her how proud I was of her and what a great role model she is. We continued on. I took her to her room and watched her climb into her bed...up a ladder to the top bunk...the third level...of a wooden bed...under a mosquito net. I reached up to her bunk to touch her one more time, and it hit me, this little girl has to sleep under a mosquito net, on a yucky foam mattress, with dingy sheets, on the third bunk. I touched her hand through the net, and I broke down.
What am I doing here??????
Here I am playing mom to these two children in Africa. They've been expecting me, they recognized me, and they've grown to love me. I've grown to love them, too. But now what? How does God want me to use this? How do I continue to have a positive impact on their lives?
They need forever families!!!!!
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