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About 5 weeks before the kids and I arrived a little girl was brought in. She had been found abandoned and sitting on the streets of Kampala and had to be taken to the hospital because of how weak she was. She was in the hospital for about 2 weeks receiving nourishment. After the hospital “beefed” her up, she arrived at the baby orphanage weighing in at a whopping 4.3 kilos (9.4 pounds). They named her Martha.
They have no idea what her age is but most of us believe she is probably over 2-1/2 years old (yes and weighing less than 10 lbs.) because of her behavior (she is very bright and mature acting although she does not talk – yet). She is sweet and longs to be held. She is so frail. When I have diapered her I feel as though I could break her. She smiles and now reaches for Emma or I to pick her up. We carry her any chance we get. I snuggle with her and whisper to her how much Jesus loves her and then I pray in her ear that the Lord will send a family who love Jesus and to bring her home forever – a family that will help her thrive. She pats our backs as we snuggle with her. What she has endured in her very short little life, who can know…..but this we DO know…..Martha is a little, teeny, tiny treasure made in the image of Almighty God and He loves her beyond measure.
I remember as a young girl seeing pictures of kids in Africa, with only skin on their bones. This is Martha. I have never seen anyone like her. I well with tears when I see her and when I hold her I feel so overwhelmed with love for her.
But you must understand – the orphanage is a crazy and busy place. There are 51 babies screaming for attention. I am praying with such earnest for someone who adores Martha to arrive to volunteer at the orphanage when we are leaving. There has to be someone to protect her and watch out for her. She eats very slowly and just eating saps all of her strength. She is so, so, so frail. If you think of Martha, would you please pray with me for someone to arrive who will minister in Jesus name to her. I can hardly stand thinking of leaving without her. See for yourself….**tears unashamedly plunking steadily**
Martha’s leg next to Elizabeth’s arm
Loving On Martha
Martha’s Arm Next to My Thumb