Orphnages Are Like Bitter-Sweet Chocolate

"Whoever has this world's goods, and sees his brother in need, and shuts up his heart from him, how does the love of God abide in him? I John 3:17 NKJV


My father was an orphan left on a door step in San Francisco when he was a month old. He was then raised in an orphanage in San Francisco. Adopted, he was taken to Visalia, some 75 miles south of Fresno, CA. His original name was Shelton. 

Touchingly, Dad never forgot his days at the orphanage and sang before he went to sleep: “Jesus loves me, this I know, for the Bible tells me so, little ones to Him belong, we are weak, but He is strong.” 

The mission trip that we made to a Rocky Point, Mexico, orphanage, taking donations for a shopping spree at Costco, meant so much to all of us. We were with them as they chose several wagons of milk, a 25 pound roast etc. I also bought some cookies that weren’t on the shopping list to brighten their little faces. 

Orphanages are like bitter-sweet chocolate. The sweetness of the childrens’ faces is mixed with the bitterness of the reality that so many others aren't being given the love and care that they need.

“At least we can rescue some”, my quiet heart reminds me. I feel moisture in my eyes and wonder whether those small tears are because of the joy at some being rescued, or from the fear little ones feel without loving arms to protect them.

My trusting soul prays: “Lord please take care of the little ones.” In Jesus name, Amen.

 

Robert (AZ)