“… We had read the statistics before… and they were staggering. Millions of orphans in Africa, a number that is rising dramatically as a result of the AIDS crisis that is currently taking the lives of moms and dads across the sub-Saharan plain. Millions of orphans in Asia, many if not most of whom are destined for lives in crimes and prostitution if they are not adopted. Millions of orphans in Europe, Latin America, and the United States.
As overwhelming as these numbers were to us, I have to admit they were still just numbers to us before we traveled… It’s not that we didn’t care… But the numbers still seemed distant, removed from our daily life…
But everything changed when we made our first trip to the orphanage… We saw children playing outside. We walked past their rooms inside. Suddenly those numbers on a page came alive in our hearts.
We realized that it was Christian and Jeffri who were sleeping in one of those cribs, and it was Alison and Osman who were included in those numbers. All at once the numbers became real and personal.
We learned that orphans are easier to ignore before you know their names. They are easier to ignore before you see their faces.
It is easier to pretend they’re not real before you hold them in your arms. But once you do, everything changes.”
(Direct quotation from David Platt’s Radical, with Honduran children’s names substituted)
Everything changed. Indeed, it did. This time last year, we believed we were finishing our work at the New Life Children’s Home in Jalaca, Honduras. When we returned to Columbia, South Carolina, we were different people. Those orphans’ eyes gazed into our dreams; those sweet voices captured our hearts.
Yet, the mission continued. Just last week, we returned.
Once again, we were the recipients and witnesses of miracle upon miracle. One more time. And, once again, you can expect to read about our miracles in the days and weeks to come…
I was so pleasantly surprised to read your new post, fresh and grateful and full of hope. It must have been another wonderful experience. I can't wait to read more...
ReplyDeleteI love your comments about not truly understanding the numbers until you meet and spend time in the company of those truly needy ones. Numbers without faces, or touch, or laughs - are just numbers. Thanks for sharing your journey. I wish more people would read this. I'm sure you guys will share your experiences at church. Will you share at school some time?
I miss you, old friend. See you soon.
Awww, Tim! How great to hear from you. Actually, you should go to Heidi's Facebook and check out my pictures from the album, Honduras 2012 - Day 2. You'll know when you get to the preschool pictures - I've been very intentional about writing captions specifically on what was happening with the little ones in those. What a gift it was to be there - and to share such amazing literary experiences! You know I'll always be ready to share more though... I miss you guys. Enjoy this summer with those boys of yours!
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