
On Friday, we welcomed a group of Americans and (1) German to our land to join us in praying over the land, the Children's Village (The Village of Jeremiah 29:11) and to simply give thanks to God for bringing us this far... From left to right, Kelly, Sasha (Sara) :o), Kristina, Bill, myself and Stefan. They are in Burundi for a short, yet impacting time teaching English among many other things.... It was

such an encouraging time for us as they prayed earnestly for God's will to be done. They came to us for a great purpose, declaring and bringing to remembrance the promises God, therefore I say, we were
encouraged, indeed.On a side note, last night I was extremely broken as we were at a baptismal celebration and I saw something that just made me stand still for a moment. The mother of one of our boys, who gave him up because he was born out of prostitution, the family rejected him, and they were extremely poor unable to find the means to eat... she was also at the celebration. As I walked around the back of the house, I saw her emptying all the remaining morsel's of food from some 50 or so guest plates into a plastic bag for her family to eat that night. I remember during the interview and time of assessment she was asked by someone why she was wearing a clothing that looked new, being that her family was often hungry. She replied "even poor people have pride, and if they have to attend a meeting, they can only hope that clothing can be borrowed from a friend for the occasion..." I have learned alot from these moments. She is among the many, too many of women that turn to prostitution because they see their children starve, they themselves are hungry, unmarried or widowed and are simply desperate". They need help. And hopefully with that help, at some point they can begin to help themselves and through Christ they can be made whole again.
On a third note, yesterday morning a woman came to our house saying that she was exercising when she came across this boy in the road that looked very bad. She told me "he has worms in his fingers, he's about 7, lives in the streets... just lost his job. (Just lost his job? "I thought!") She persisted, please take him, he is in desperate need of help. There goes my fragile heart again. Broken and dismayed. The reality is, street children need alot of different attention that we don't offer right now and also alot of one on one counseling and medical attention. We have 2 children's homes for children who don't have families and need families. But working with street children, that have been raped, that do drugs, steal, beat and have no sense of discipline... you have to use wisdom in that. So then the question comes. What happens to this boy? Who can help him? That question ate at me all day...
We have been thinking on a transition house for street children, meaning a temporary place to sleep in the midst of helping to relocate their families or finding them a new one, counseling, feeding them, loving them and seeing them delivered from the life of begging, stealing and living in the streets. Key words in this paragraph are "we have been thinking"! It's a burden to both Isai and my heart, and we both have a some experience in working with children in that kind of situation... we are just seeking direction from God. Also, trying to get connected with other organizations here who work with children in the streets to see if they are able to help this need in our province, or would like to consider a partnership etc. Who knows... but one thing I do know, is that someone has to help them. They need a helping hand. Please be praying for us as we seek God's direction in this, as it's found time and time again to be a burden within our hearts. Many children come to us from the streets and we are not able to take them into our 2 homes... we just don't have the space. However, God will make a way, where there is no way. All our love...