You are welcome here...

I received a letter a few days ago from my heart-son, Godless, in Tanzania.  He is a child I sponsor through Compassion.  He is just recently turned 10 years old, and so very, very thin.  My hope is to have a picture of him someday with a smile on his face.  Both that I have of him?  He's so serious, sad.  I want to see him smile.

At the end of his last letter, his translator says "He says he loves you so much and says you are welcome so much to Tanzania."  When I read that, my heart flew across the world...to his little village, to be with him.  If only I could, little one.  If only I could come there, and see you face to face, and hold you close, and let you know how much I love you...a child I only know through letters and drawings and a couple of pictures.  A child who holds a part of my heart, there, in Tanzania.

And there is little Grelty, in Indonesia.  Who asks in her letter, "May I call you Mother Kelly?"  Of course, child.  Your very own mother loves you so much, but you are a child of my heart, and while I know I can never top the love of your own mother....I do love you so much.  She is a precious beautiful little girl who has grown so much since the first picture I had of her.  The second picture from earlier this year when she turned 8 - oh she is beautiful.  Her cheeks have filled out some and she looks healthier.  I love to see that!  I would love to hold her hand and sing songs with her, and hear her laughter.

And Vishal...my little correspondence boy in India.  His translator tells me his is weak in the last letter.  And my heart breaks and cries for him.  I pray that he gains strength and health. That he has enough to eat.  That the food they bought for his family with the last gift from his financial sponsor will bring him the nutrition he so badly needs.  I love him, too, you see.  This little boy who is growing up in hunger and poverty.  I want to hold him, too, and tell him that he will be ok.  That God loves him so much, as do I.

I pray for these three....just as I pray for my own three precious children.  I pray they will ALL grow strong, healthy, wise.  I pray that God will enlighten their paths, and keep them close to His heart for all their days.  I pray that they will find joy, peace, love.  I pray that I will be able to let them know always that I love them so very, very much.


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Please look at my side bar and click on the post from "A Holy Experience" and read her post called "When Compassion becomes a gold rush...."  Trust me, you will be blessed.