Snapshots

So can you see how limited my internet access is? I can't even find the time to post an already written blog! For now though, here are a few pictures of my favorites... these kids just tug at my heart. Their parents hardly take care of them, and basically I want to keep all of them.


This is Jocelyn and Emely. Their older brother, Ariel, is Autistic and they take care of him.

This is Brandon. Tomorrow he will turn 9 years old. He's not excited about his birthday because he never gets presents and told me he has never had a birthday party.

This is Dwanda Zakaylah. She knows how "black" her name is, so she decided to go by Zakaylah and then shorten it to just plain "Kaylah." She thinks this will bring her more respect. The sad truth is that she's probably right. The even sadder truth is that she understands and knows ethnic discrimination at 8 years old.

I love these kids. They are rude and disrespectful and they cry if you try to discipline them, but they will come back every single day because they know that here they can find love and attention. I hope that someday when they grow up and leave this place, they remember the love they found here and seek after the Lord. He is their only hope. He is our only hope. They know they can't be loved based on their "goodness"- because they are not good. What a sweet blessing. I have spent 23 years trying to learn that I am not good and that nothing I do can ever make me good. In a way it's good for them to grow up knowing their depravity, so they can immediately claim the perfection of Christ's life and death. He is the only thing good about me and I long for them to know that truth.