Here is a little poem/thing that I wrote just about what we see here and the feelings I’ve had while at ministry. Sorry for not many blogs and life updates we don’t have WiFi often to post often! Thanks for keeping up with me and praying for me always(:
Drifting off to sleep because of this disease
You didn’t choose it but it chose you
With a runny nose and fluid filled ears
No. You won’t let me touch you
No. You won’t let me hold you
You cry at a look
You scream at a touch
God why.
Why can’t you heal him
Why can’t you heal these innocent children
Who did nothing to end up here
They were born into a sick family
Themselves sick also
Jesus heal them
Heal there open wounds
Heal there legs that can’t walk
Heal that baby with a tumor growing out of its stomach.
Heal them.
They did nothing wrong.
They did nothing to deserve it.
There are no orphans here you see
A grandmother just watches over 20
Going to bed with hungry stomachs
They long to be cared about
Long to be kissed and hugged
Well baby I’m going to love you
I’m going to kiss you
I’m going to say “I love you” everyday I see you
I love you little child.
Even if you punch me
Or hit me
Or kick me
Or bite me
I’ll wrap my arms around you and kiss your dirty little forehead anyways because that’s all you really want isn’t it?
Thanks for reading!
-Sydney(:
