Our visit to the baby home

"...if you pour yourself out for the hungry

and satisfy the desire of the afflicted,

then shall you light rise in the darkness

and your gloom be as the noonday.

And the Lord will guide you continually

and satisfy your desire in scorched places

and make your bones strong;

and you shall be like a watered garden,

like a spring of water,

whose waters do not fail.

And your ancient ruins shall be rebuilt;

you shall raise up the foundations of many generations;

you shall be called the repairer of the breach,

the restorer of streets to dwell in"

Isaiah 58: 10-12

Today, being that it was Eric's day off, we went to the baby home with another Mzungu friend of ours that works there. 

There are many precious babies to hold...

 

 

Our friend, Lexi

The great thing about a baby home, is that there are enough babies to go around.  There's no fighting over them...we all had our hands full.

Talitha spent much of the time being jealous of her family's attention going to other babies.  Silly girl. :)

One cannot visit a place like this without being overwhelmed by thoughts and emotions...

Two of my babies came from a place like this...many of these kids share their story...their mother died during child birth and their father can't care for them...Thank you, Lord, for entrusting Matthew and Jimmy to us.

My stomach gets caught in my throat at the imagined image of my own little Talitha laying in one of the many cribs there and I will fall asleep tonight breathing prayers of undeserved thankfulness to God.


 I must cry out to the Lord more on behalf of the orphans of the world...if even I, one who has been given the heart of a mother and who has witnessed their plight do not...who will?  What would God do, if his once-orphaned people stormed heaven on their behalf? 

 

But for today, we did for a few, what we wish we could do for all.

 

We loved them...

 

 

And prayed for them...

 

And we tried to teach them that Mzungus really aren't that scary...

 

 

And I watched as my children were willing to suffer holding children with no diapers on while they gave "a cup of cold water" of affection to some thirsty babies...



 

 

I watched the "foundations of many generations" starting to rise up...

And it was beautiful...