Tag: Orphans
Nehemiah Did It!
Completely Broken
After spending a large part of the week-end crying off and on, praying and thinking about some things that have been transpiring here… I am going to attempt to articulate what’s going on in the hearts of this team. Let me start at the beginning…. As most know our own International Voice of the Orphan…
He Asked Us Just One Thing….
Personally speaking, today was, without a doubt, one of my most favorite days in my entire life. I admit, I cried buckets of tears. Literally, my eyes had a steady stream flowing non-stop, as though someone had turned on a water spicket… such an honor and joy mixed with incredible heartache. I am still processing…
Many Hands…
Their Voice
After spending the day in the slums serving at International Voice of the Orphan‘s Frontlines+ Feeding program, only one thought echoed from each of the team {shared with tears and much emotion} “We will never, ever be the same again…” Because beautiful treasures came… to play games…. to relax… to be told how precious they are…
Sort of a Cinderella Story…But Looking for the Prince
Gettin’ *It* All Ready…
Remember a few months back? A call was put out to help build an orphanage {click here to read it} for the treasures who are part of IVO’s Frontlines+ feeding program because one of the little treasures had had his bandaged finger eaten off by a rat as he slept? After the need was made known, many, many, …
Abandonment
Last night as I was tucking my treasures into bed, one asked a question that opened the door to a very long and very tender discussion about abandonment. It’s never an easy discussion, in fact it’s the one discussion I dread. As an adoptive mom, my heart wrenches about inside my chest. The most powerful…
Has it Really Been a Year, Mr. Nehemiah?
There’s this crazy thing about how God works…. Ask almost anyone who has brought home a treasure through disruption and they will confirm this truth… The treasure that arrived broken, grieving, fearful, and often angry….. whose anxious eyes peered from an expressionless face… those pensive eyes, the terrified heart and the fearful face – they…