It’s official. I have become attached to the kids at our ministry and now want to bring all of them home.
Two short weeks later, my heart has definitely changed, and I have fallen in love with each of the children at Daughters. My love for them continues to grow every day that we’re at the center, it’s kind of ridiculous. But the Lord is good, and He has allowed me to have special moments with some of the kids and just times of learning.
Today, I had a moment when I realized just how much my heart has broken for them and how much I adore them. It was a perfect moment with little David while everything else in the room disappeared. All the noise and commotion, kids crying and screaming, toys hitting the ground and slamming together silenced, and it was just me, David, and Jesus.
As I sat on the floor with the kids and put together puzzles, David began to cry. David in particular isn’t one I have spent a lot of time with because he’s 3 and I spend most of my time with the babies, but he came to me for comfort anyway.
He knew I would love on him. So he sat in my lap as he cried and gently laid his head on me. I simply held him in my arms rocking back and forth praying silently over him as tears filled my eyes.
In that moment my heart broke. I felt so much love for him that it became overwhelming.
I prayed that God would speak life into him and comfort him, that little David could feel His love and God would just hold him in His embrace.
In response the Lord said “I am.”
