To God, Every Baby is as Precious as my Granddaughter
[I’m taking a brief sabbatical from my sabbatical, as it were, to complete my pledge to participate in Blog Month for Compassion International. This week, we’ve been asked to write from the perspective of a sponsored child.]
Today I Went to School.
I love going to school. We play dodgeball in the yard at at school. And a woman there, my teacher, she shows us how to do stuff. I can count. I can write the numbers down. I can add 12 + 71 or subtract 38 – 4.
She says tomorrow we begin our times tables.
When my father was alive, he could not count.
I love going to school. We play tag in the yard at school. And my teacher, she is teaching us to read. Bigger and bigger words, every day. I know how to make all my letters. I got to peek in a book that had a story about Jesus, and how He calmed the sea. It’s nice to read about Jesus.
When my mother was alive, she could not read.
I love going to school. We play hide and seek in the yard at school. And at midday, we sit down at tables. The tables hold plates. The plates hold food–rice and lentils, today. We bow our heads and give thanks to God for His great abundance. Then we eat! Every day, there is something to eat!
Before I had a sponsor, I could not eat every day.
Today, I am still an orphan. But I am an orphan with education. I am an orphan who gets to eat. I am an orphan who knows the love of Jesus Christ.
I am an orphan with hope. Thank you, Sponsor.
Friend, will you take a moment to visit Compassion International? Would you pray over the children whose pictures you’ll find there, the ones who are still waiting for the miracle of a sponsor, the miracle of hope? Will you prayerfully consider investing $38 a month to release a child from crushing poverty?
Thank you.
3 Defend the poor and fatherless: do justice to the afflicted and needy.
4 Deliver the poor and needy: rid them out of the hand of the wicked.
Psalm 82:3-4 (KJV)
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