I loved him from the minute I saw his beautiful big brown eyes. He couldn’t have been more than two but his eyes showed that he had seen more than any 2 year old should see. His feet were caked in dirt without any shoes to protect them. His pants had been stitched back together countless times and his shirt was filthy including bloodstains. His nose was crusted with snot and his body smelled as if he hadn’t bathed in weeks. His expanded, big belly made me question when he ate last.
He was timid at first, not too sure about all the new people but he quickly crawled into my lap and watched as the other kids played as if he were soaking up my love. His smile finally came through tickles, peek-a-boo, and my sunglasses. I was hooked.
Once the smile came, his mischievous side came out. During lunch, he was the first to grab a plate and cut the entire line. He stole his neighbors chicken, went back for seconds and thirds, and picked on other kids. With each minute my heart fell more in love with him.
I wanted to take any pain away from him. I wanted to help him be a kid without thinking about any problems in his life.
I feel like I got a glimpse of how God loves me when I fell in love with him. God loves me despite my mess and dirt. He loves me when I stink and fills me up when I’m hungry. God loves me even when I act up. He loves me unconditionally. God loves me so much that he wants to take away all my pain.
I fell in love with Lovemo. He stole my heart on day one of ministry. Day one and I was done. I wanted to pack up and bring him home with me. But I know God has many more Lovemo’s for me to pour love into. Until then, I’ll keep loving on Lovemo and all the other kids this month. I can’t wait to see him again on Thursday!
