It comes every year. I try to prepare my heart – but frankly the pain and injustice, I just can’t get used to it.
Due to our summer travel plans, this week marks my last art class of the semester. Children who live at an orphanage….well summer vacation has a whole different meaning for them. They live where they go to school and since it is often better to keep the kiddos busy and on a schedule, they don’t take long breaks from classes. I explained to my kiddos that I needed to travel with my family so there would be no art classes for July and August….but I would be back to start art classes again in September. The kids often will ask me over and over again….”Are you really coming back?” One little guy who was in a near panic over missing art, just couldn’t drop it. Finally I asked him, “Friend, will you be here in September?” After thinking a moment he said, “Yes, I am always here.” My reply, “Then I will find you when I come back.”
But, that isn’t always the case.
When a teen turns 17 years old – they must leave the orphanage and are sent to a social welfare institute. It is not a nice place. This week I said goodbye to a student I have had since the beginning of my days at the Children’s Home. He cried as we hugged. He wasn’t upset about the idea of missing art class for two months. He was crying because he knew this was the end. He will not be living at the orphanage when I come back.
I cried too.
I cried because I will miss him. I cried because he has no hope for the future. I cried because if he had been adopted his life would have been so different.
These boys who were never chosen….Lord have mercy.
Kids need families.
Let’s make a difference. Foster. Adopt. Give. Tell their stories. Cry for the orphan. Pray.
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I can understand how this breaks your heart. And I know if it were in your power, you would take all the “un chosen” children and give them the home and love they need. We can just pray that God will find a way to encourage these children and that they will keep going and trusting in Him. Sometimes I feel so inadequate and hopeless when I want to do so much more. We have to know God is watching us and healing our broken hearts over and over.