This blog is a little delayed, partially becuase I've been busy and partially becuase I've been processing.

On Thursday evening I went with my friend Lindsey to the orphanage. She goes every week. We got there around 5:30 and brought books. The kids met us at the door yelling, "Shakira! Shakira!" (apparently they think she looks like Shakira...I promise she wears more clothes!) :)

We were greeted with hugs and smiles. We read books to, tickled, snuggled, rocked and loved on about 30-40 kids. Talk about overwhelming. I felt like I needed to cram all the love, kisses, attention and boundaries that a mama gives her babies into two hours for more kids than I could keep track of! I will be going back.

The place is a mess. There are so many needs - both physical and emotional. They need clothes, pillows, lights, sheets and I'm sure much more. I spoke with a 15 year old girl (in 6th grade) who just began her 3 month stint in the place becuase of abuse. I wake up at night heartbroken, wishing I could do more. For now, I will go every week, love like crazy, and pray for the Lord to open doors (and my eyes) for how He wants to use me there.