My rambling thoughts

It is a cool, rainy Saturday here in Lesotho. After a winter of mostly sunny days, it is a great relief to have a cloudy rainy day. You see, August is WINDY season and the winter sun has dried out the land and grass so that when the wind blows, the top soil, dry grass and litter go flying through the air. I took the kids to the river yesterday for a little play time and we all had to cover our nose, mouth and sometimes eyes to walk there. Sometimes the dirt in the air is so thick that we cannot even see across campus and the sky looks cloudy even though we know there are no clouds. It is amazing to see and hard on those of us with allergies, but with the wind comes warmth and occasional rain.


The past month has been a time of many children coming and going. We have had 6 children who have been adopted and 2 who have been reunified and we have had about 5 newborn babies admitted. With the 6 children who were adopted, one family had waited 8 years for their set of siblings and the other families waited 6 years!! Wow, what a long wait for these families and yet they persevered and waited for their children. What blessed my heart is that every single one of them, after meeting their child, said it was worth the wait as the child/children were a perfect fit. It is amazing that God can orchestrate such perfect matches.


When I returned from furlough, our youngest child was 3 months old and we had very few newborn babies brought in for the 5 months after and now our houses are full of newborn baby cries again. One house is so full of little babies that they no longer have room for more. All their older children have been adopted or reunited so it is a really young house and a lot of work for the house mothers. Yet, when I go in there to visit, the house mothers are smiling and singing and playing peek-a-boo with their little children.


Hearing the cries of the newborn babies is a bittersweet sound. On one hand, I am extremely thankful that the babies have been brought to a safe place and have the hope of adoption. However, the fact that they have been abandoned, thrown away as trash or have been the victims of attempted murder, breaks my heart. I look forward to a day when there will be no more abandonment even if that means I will be without a job! I am also praying for the adoption process and that there would be a breakthrough that would quicken the waiting time for families who are trying to fill the call in their lives to love on the precious children not only here at BG, but around the world.