magnitude of my feelings. I have seen many pictures of baby rooms in
orphanages….yet the emotions that flowed through me as I walked in were
overwhelming……seeing, smelling, hearing babies crying in cribs…a place so similar to what my girls lived in… gripped my heart in a way I’ve never experienced. Rows of babies laying in cribs, some crying, some merely
the next for babies aged around 9 months to 2 years and the last newborns to
around 8 months…..I’m totally guessing at ages but they were separated appropriately.
looked deeply into my eyes and puckered her lips to kiss me. I think we kissed
20 times, melt.my.heart. I can say I believe all these children have been
touched and held by the nannies since they all molded into us and were not afraid of touch. Each
and every baby I held or leaned over and touched stared deeply into my eyes…I told each one of them that I love him/her…I prayed over each one of them……to know the love of a family to call their own……that they will not be forgotten…..desperately trusting that God will provide for them….. the sins of this world overwhelming me. The thought that kept running through my mind was that even ONE day is too much for a child to be in an orphanage……the sad monotony of laying in a crib alone. That was the reality for both of my girls, thankfully not any longer. But what about all the others????
The only verse that gives me hope is Proverbs 3:5-6
Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding;
6 in all your ways submit to him,
and he will make your paths straight.
The truth is…… I do not understand any of this. I only know that I have no choice but trust in our God, knowing that our hope is in Him only….