Yesterday we started our day in prayer....and petition....with thanksgiving and tears for 2 kids here. One for Nora, for her health issues, and another for other reasons. We claimed scripture over them, and we dedicated both of their situations to the Lord and agreed ahead of time with His sovereign plans. What a wonderful way to start a day. The rest of the day unfolded blessing after blessing, promises, sweet joys and lots of productive work done. I'm so, so sorry I can't get pictures on the blog. I'm putting them on facebook more often so please "friend" me and check there. I'll do good blog posts with photos when I get home. The power goes out a couple of times every day intentionally here to save energy and then the electronics are slow to respond when it does come back on....and by then we are off to the next task or outing.
This morning we went back to the baby apartment and Angel was having a dressing change done on a wound. Angel is one of the newest little babes, and she's probably around a year old. She had a sore spot the first day already that has gotten worse each day and the nurses have been treating it. Her nurse was on the floor with her and Angel was crying and wiggling away....so I sat down in front of the nurse and held Angel's head steady so that the nurse could work. This poor child just cried and cried and wiggled and worked up a sweat as the nurse cleaned the wound and dressed it. By the time she was done, Angel was spent. She reached for me and I scooped her up, bloody-drippy-oozy gauze and all, and I began to "sh" her and rock her and sing to her and pressed her in close to my body and she just pressed in even closer to me. She cried some more, then wimpered, then just looked up at me with sweet, sad, very painful eyes and gave me the slightest smile.....and I said "you're welcome, baby girl." I love this child. So much. She rested calmly in my arms and for once, didn't go to sleep, but just enjoyed a mother's heartbeat and comfort....for a brief moment in her sad little life.
There seems to be absolutely nothing "wrong" with Angel.....except she has been abandoned. She has delays because she has not had the stimulation or nutrition or care. My thoughts drifted to why she had been left. Was it because she was a girl? Was her life in danger somehow, by poverty, or shame, or scandal? Angel didn't need to suffer through that painful wound change. This wound was there because of abandonment, and orphan status, and lack of nutrition and daily care before she ever came to SCH. Here, at least, she gets all of her needs met, including being loved by her ayah and her nurse and Sarah.....and me.....and maybe you. I tidal wave of grief swept over me as I tried to pray for her. My heart just broke for her....and for the mother who left her. I asked God to forgive her mom, and to plan for a wonderful life for Angel. I told Angel that someday she would have a new mommy and daddy....and that maybe they would live in my town, and I could come visit, because Niki-akka wants to visit often, and come read stories, and take Angel swimming....and she just smiled, and snuggled in a bit closer.
This morning we went back to the baby apartment and Angel was having a dressing change done on a wound. Angel is one of the newest little babes, and she's probably around a year old. She had a sore spot the first day already that has gotten worse each day and the nurses have been treating it. Her nurse was on the floor with her and Angel was crying and wiggling away....so I sat down in front of the nurse and held Angel's head steady so that the nurse could work. This poor child just cried and cried and wiggled and worked up a sweat as the nurse cleaned the wound and dressed it. By the time she was done, Angel was spent. She reached for me and I scooped her up, bloody-drippy-oozy gauze and all, and I began to "sh" her and rock her and sing to her and pressed her in close to my body and she just pressed in even closer to me. She cried some more, then wimpered, then just looked up at me with sweet, sad, very painful eyes and gave me the slightest smile.....and I said "you're welcome, baby girl." I love this child. So much. She rested calmly in my arms and for once, didn't go to sleep, but just enjoyed a mother's heartbeat and comfort....for a brief moment in her sad little life.
There seems to be absolutely nothing "wrong" with Angel.....except she has been abandoned. She has delays because she has not had the stimulation or nutrition or care. My thoughts drifted to why she had been left. Was it because she was a girl? Was her life in danger somehow, by poverty, or shame, or scandal? Angel didn't need to suffer through that painful wound change. This wound was there because of abandonment, and orphan status, and lack of nutrition and daily care before she ever came to SCH. Here, at least, she gets all of her needs met, including being loved by her ayah and her nurse and Sarah.....and me.....and maybe you. I tidal wave of grief swept over me as I tried to pray for her. My heart just broke for her....and for the mother who left her. I asked God to forgive her mom, and to plan for a wonderful life for Angel. I told Angel that someday she would have a new mommy and daddy....and that maybe they would live in my town, and I could come visit, because Niki-akka wants to visit often, and come read stories, and take Angel swimming....and she just smiled, and snuggled in a bit closer.
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My heart cries out that there are no words that are adequate. Except those wonderful words at the beginning of your post, "dedicated situations to the Lord and agreed ahead of time With His sovereign plans."
Praying, friend. For your safety, for those you're lovin on, for your family back home...and for your heart.
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