I feel like my heart gets captured everywhere I go. Most of me wants it to happen, while the other part of me dreads the day when I have to say goodbye to those who have my heart… Little pieces of my heart are spread throughout the world.
I’ve been in ministry for 2 days, and already my heart is divided. The first to catch my eye was Gregon, whom I have named Greg. He is three years old, short and stocky, and has the personality of a 7 year old. On our first meeting, we were rolling around on the ground together while he was trying to punch me. After a few words about how hitting is bad, he was mine… And he hasn’t left my side since. He follows me, copies me, constantly wants to be in my arms, and likes to use me as a jungle gym. (Side note: Farting noises are universal. Greg loves when I fart with my mouth and then tell him he is stinky. One thing led to another today, and we were both making fart noises with our mouth only 3 inches from each other’s faces… Needless to say, this is a very wet game).
The next is Percy and his posse. Percy is a super cool cat who likes to lean against things with one foot crossed over the other while we chat. He is 13 years old and really wants to be loved well… I can see it in his eyes. His posse includes Jaden, Austin, and Jared. These three are cousins with each other and they range in age from 11-13. They look for me to arrive at sports camp everyday and are eager to have an “adult chat” with an American. They smile a lot… And that is the most beautiful thing I have seen in a while.
There are many other children who are precious to me. But, I have noticed something interesting about myself: I have such a heart for boys. Don’t get me wrong, I love sweet baby girls, but the boys just rip my heart out. It has been this way the whole Race, but I am just now realizing this about myself. Maybe it’s because there is such a need for godly men in the world. Men to rise up, take their place, the place where God has called them. I want young boys to feel loved by the King, to be ever changed by His love. I want to be part of that, and so I love them, pray over them and make declarations that they WILL rise up… And change the nations.
I am loving the children, loving the country, and loving my time here. Daddy is so good. I am having a blast, relaxing, and I get the honor to play sports with kids everyday. What more could I ask for…
(My baby Gregon!)
(Jaden… I could take this beautiful boy home with me:)
(Aren’t they precious?)
