Our pastor had just returned from Haiti and Kenya and visited there areas where Compassion works. In Kenya, he walked through villages with raw sewage running through the hard, dirt streets, and people living in extreme, hungry poverty. But the children sponsored through compassion were fed, clothed, and walked into the school and development center created because the children had Compassion sponsors. The children without sponsors waited on the other side of the chain link fence, watching with their fingers hooked around the metal rungs, silently watching the sponsored children enter the school where they would be fed and education.
“WHAT WILL IT TAKE TO GET ALL THESE KIDS INTO THE CENTER!?!?”
“We would need them all to have sponsors, we can’t function without sponsors for the children….”
“Well… let’s get them all sponsors!!” aggravated by the the children waiting.
“Oh, we will never get them all sponsors, it’s a dream, but something we can’t even hope for right now…”
So our church sponsored every last kid in that village. The fence is gone.
We believe in Compassion. Before we had kids we began sponsoring a 4 year old girl named Milargos, we get letters from her every few months, “I pray for your family every day, and I love you,” she tells us every, single letter. We see her picture, see her progress, she is 9 now. I know many people who have visited their compassion children, hear the stories of how one sponsorship drastically, and immediately changed their lives. Of their schooling, and food, and how their parents can hold onto them, and not loose them because someone over here chose their child.
About a year ago we chose one more girl. Money was tight, but when isn’t it? So we searched the data base with Maria and chose a girl in India about her same age. Maria had been learning about India in church and had been very interested.
Her name is Konada.
She writes with perfect, neat handwriting. She thanks us each time for sponsoring her. Maria pours over the letters, asking me questions about her life.
Maria writes back to her friend in India, and looks forward to her letters. We talk about service, about poverty, about the call on our lives as people who love Jesus to not feel sorry people in poverty, but to do something to care for them.
And caring for them is a blessing.
We love our little Milagros and Konada. Their letters are a gift. Our children love to read them and write back. And even though it’s ‘fun,’ we know that each month as we live our daily lives, two little girls are getting the care, physically, spiritually, educationally that they need. That every child needs, but many do not have. There is a need for sponsors, sponsoring is a gift to the heart, for all involved.
Recently I told Compassion I would like to find sponsors for three children.
This is Ishimwe who lives in Rwanda. His clothes are dusty, and he has been waiting for a sponsor for a very long time. He lives with his father and mother. His father is sometimes employed as a farmer, and his mother is sometimes employed as a farmer. His home duties are carrying water and gathering firewood. He goes to church activities and is in kindergarten.
Ishimwe needs a sponsor, someone who can sponsor him monthly, and investment in his life. He is in great need. Do you have a kindergartener at home who would love helping a child their same age, praying for them and encouraging them?
And this is Kesia who lives in Indonesia. Her father is sometime employed as a farmer and her mother runs the home. Kesia is in charge of running errands. She is also in kindergarten and needs a sponsor to help her learn and grow physically, mentally and spiritually.
If you are interested in being the sponsor of either of these two kindergarteners, you would be a huge blessing in their lives. It’s not much to sponsor, we build ours right into our budget, our small sacrifice here moving mountains in the life of two children an ocean away. Please pray for these Ishimwe and Kesia, consider sponsoring them, and email me with any questions: email@example.com
Visit the Compassion Website: www.compassion.com and learn about what they are doing in nations all over our world, making big changes by helping little people, like Ishimwe and Kesia. If you are looking for a child to sponsor the same age as your child, you will find one. If you are looking for a child to sponsor in a country that is special to you, or that shares your birthday, look and see. If you feel like you want to make a change in this world, to find value in your monthly earnings more than spending it on yourself, pick a child. Your child will bless you with heart felt letters, and sincere prayers for you and your family.
My last story is this. A friend of mine sponsored a boy in India. He grew into a man who loved God, was educated and healthy. She went to visit him. When she met him, he asked her, “May I call you mom? I’ve never had one, and I have always thought of you as my mom growing up.” So she cried and said yes. She had never realized what her small donations had meant over the years until that moment.