We know that The Father wants the very best for each of us and for each of these precious children. The problem is, they don't realize that God is truly good and has only good things for them. The Father's desire for them is so BIG yet they can see so little.
The little boy that has the severely cut hand, ran back to the streets. These kids are so used to getting what they want when they want it on the streets; it's so hard for them to adjust to "normal" life.....so back to the streets he went. The addiction is to street life.
We chased him down today so that we could take him back to the doctor to follow-up with his injury. He was so scared of going to the doctor that he ran. We ended up having to have the assistance of the police to capture him and bring him to the doctor. He was treated and back to the streets he went.
The good is he was treated and also the doctor, for the first time, really saw the need for these kids and offered any and all help he could in making the next phase of ministry a reality. Someone has offered to give us land and this doctor is the official in that area. He offered to help us build the houses we need to have a restoration center for boys and girls. Praise God for how He works all things together for good; because HE IS GOOD.
Please continue to pray for this little guy. Pray that God will protect him, that God will heal him, and God will pursue his little heart and draw him close to Himself.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Father's heart
Today started out as any other normal day. The kids started showing up to take their bath before heading off to church. Excited for the day, they quickly lined up to take their bath. Today we fed them a little breakfast so they were VERY happy. Then the kids started telling me that one of our boys got his hand cut off last night. I was instantly worried and wanted to go find him. We finished getting ready and headed off to church. The plan was I would take them to church and leave them with our staff and I would go find our hurt boy. I ended up at the provincial hospital but no boy, then i heard from the City Social Welfare office that the boy was treated for a stab wound and released! I went back to the center only to be greeted by another kid reporting that one of our girls was killed last night! I quickly headed off to the morgue to view the body. As I entered, my heart pounding, then stopped....it really looked like our girl. I held all my emotion and breathing, hoping, praying it was a mistake. I quickly went back to the center to bring our staff back there with me to make sure. I grabbed a photo of our girl to show the officials there. As we entered the place again, I quickly held the photo up. I security quickly jumped up and said, "That's not her, the girl in this photo was just here this morning looking at the girl who was killed". Tears began to fall down my face for the third time in the day. This time tears of joy because our girl is ok; at the same time tears of sadness for the girl who was killed.
Today, I felt the heart beat of The Father. My heart literally felt broken and shattered. The Word tells us how The Shepherd goes out to look for the lost sheep....but what to do when 2 sheep are lost or 100's of sheep are lost or millions of sheep are lost? Oh, how The Father's heart breaks for each one of us and for each one of the children in the streets tonight.
Lamentations 2:19 reminds us...
Today, I felt the heart beat of The Father. My heart literally felt broken and shattered. The Word tells us how The Shepherd goes out to look for the lost sheep....but what to do when 2 sheep are lost or 100's of sheep are lost or millions of sheep are lost? Oh, how The Father's heart breaks for each one of us and for each one of the children in the streets tonight.
Lamentations 2:19 reminds us...
ARISE, cry out in the night,
As the watches of the night begin;
Pour out your heart like water
In the presence of the Lord.
Lift up your hands to Him
For the lives of your children,
Who faint from hunger
At the head of every street.
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