Working this summer with children has been the most rewarding experience. As a matter of fact this is the first job I have ever had that I absolutely enjoy waking up everyday to go too. I work Mon-Fri with weekends off. On the weekends I can't wait until Monday to go back to work. It's so amazing.
I love working with children. The thing I love most is making a difference in children lives. There is one particular girl that has really touched my life. She is very beautiful and intelligent. This little girl is 7 yrs old, beautiful dark skin, and thick, shiny black hair. She loves to read & write like I do. This little girl reminds me of my own 7 yr old daughter.
This beautiful girl...doesn't smile and she doesn't play with the other children. She is sad everyday. She has two older sisters that look just like her. They are sad as well. I can see right through these girls...there is something that's not right. I don't know what it is. I am afraid to know the truth. They are so innocent, sweet, well-mannered...Why are they suffering? (I question myself over and over again.)
For the past few days I cried & cried. I realize I have taken on something that I have no control over but my heart was so heavy. My heart aches just thinking about those little girls. I just wanted to take those little girls home with me. Bring them into my own family of 3 children and just care for them the best I can. There was nothing I could do but pray. So that's just what I did. In fact, I had my friends praying for those three little girls.
Today was different. When I went in to work the 7 yr old beautiful girl was smiling and playing. She hugged me so many times today. I was crying with joy on the inside. She was so happy today. So full of life. Her two sisters were still sad...not playing with the other children.
I know if God can change one child's day He is able to change the other two. It was amazing to see how God worked. I am still praying for the other two. I am just so thankful for God placing me at a place where He can use me.
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