Through the Seasons

Orphanages

Now that I’ve been taking care of Asher for almost 3 months I realize how much work a baby is.  He is totally dependent on me for everything.  For food.  For being cleaned.  For sleep.  For comfort.  For entertainment.  For learning.  And the more I’m with him throughout the days the more I think of orphanages around the world that are so overrun with children that the workers can’t properly tend to them.  You probably know the orphanages I’m talking about.

They have to prioritize food so the weakest, sickest end up not getting fed at all.  The healthy ones are sometimes strapped to chairs all day.  They get no attention.  I can’t imagine how Asher would be if all I did was feed him and nothing more.  I think he’d give up eventually.  He’d probably cry and cry and then at some point just stop. 

It breaks my heart.  I didn’t understand it fully when I heard the stories of those orphanages in the past but now I understand more and wish things would change.  But wishing doesn’t do any good does it.  Prayer does though.  I do pray for these children that their lives will be redeemed by the only One Who is able.  I pray they know the only Love that is pure.  I pray that the workers show compassion.  I pray that the countries change their laws.  I pray that the Lord leads us and enables us to make a difference, if not in those orphanages, in the world right around us.