"There is only one thing worse than being lost; being lost and knowing nobody is looking for you." - Amy at Lifesong for Orphans
Today is Orphan Sunday. There are millions of children in this world waiting and needing a mom and dad. There are many ways you can make a difference- pray for them, support families who are adopting, sponsor a child, or even maybe consider blessing your family through adoption.
Today, I'm so extremely thankful for the time I spent in the orphanage; every second I got to hold and love on those children gave so much more meaning to my life. Each of those children changed my life in a million ways more than I could have ever even affected theirs. I'm also very thankful for all the wonderful adoptive families I've met along the way; their love and examples inspire me.
Many times Jesus specifically instructed us to care for orphans. Today is a day when we all should ask ourselves- What am I doing to make a difference in the life of a child who needs somebody, ANYBODY, to stand up and love and care for them? It starts with ONE person choosing to make a difference. You can be that one.
“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.” – Radical by David Platt
Truer words have never been spoken. I did have fun in the orphanage. There was plenty of smiles, giggles, and love.... but some days it would hit me like a ton of bricks. The reality. In those moments I felt the weight of the world right there on my shoulder as I held a precious child and was reminded, "This isn't a daycare, and you're not going home this evening to a warm home with a mom and dad. You have no mother or father. This place, this room, is your (temporary) home. This love that I'm giving you today will be the only physical sign of hope and love you will feel today. That's not okay. This should never be okay."

And this boy, oh, this sweet sweet boy. I pray every single day that he would find hope and happiness in his life. No mother, no father, a dying grandmother bedridden to a cot in a dirt floor tin shack. Our family sponsors Biruk, and I finally got to meet him on a day when I, a 26 year old with a great support system, was dealing with the horrible fear of possibly losing my own father; I felt like a spoiled brat. He lives that nightmare every day. He's been robbed of a careless, fun childhood and has more responsibility than any young boy should have. I hope somehow the love we have for him can transcend miles and oceans and reassure him that he will never be forgotten. I also pray he finds faith and courage to carry him through the rest of his life.