Tonight, the low is supposed to be -4. I'm sitting in front of a bright orange, raging fire. I'm looking at our beautiful Christmas tree peppered with hundreds of white, twinkling lights and dozens of ornaments we've gathered throughout the years. It's funny how many of those ornaments have incredible memories of our first Christmas together, the arrival of each new child, and holiday laughter. Great memories, indeed.
But my mind is also on what the orphans of the world are dealing with on this night. Many of them have few memories of laughter and good times, many of them are hungry, scared and alone. Where is home for them? All of them deserve a home that is safe and to be surrounded by people who love them. That's what they deserve, but not what they get.
I just received an email today with news from Swaziland, Africa. We have just began to partner with Pastor Walter who takes care of 8 orphan care points feeding over 500 children. A few days ago, he was walking on the road and hit by a car. He has a broken leg and a dislocated shoulder, but should be fine. We've also just found out that the children haven't had any food since he's been gone. I wonder how they are surviving? What are they doing to get food? What does their home life look like tonight? God, help there to be more Pastor Walters and help orphans find a true home.
