Two years ago today, I was in Haiti with my sweet friend Mariah and a beautiful team of young women. I really don't have the right words to describe this particular day, these special children. Jehovah Jireh, I pray you are still multiplying loaves on behalf of these precious ones.
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| Riah and a very special baby girl. |
December 19, 2013
Today we went to an orphanage with 45 children of all ages. Immediately we knew that this place was not like the first (where the kids were loved and well cared for). The children were too thin, their clothing too dirty, their bedroom held 19 beds and I am certain they slept at least 2 to a bed. Some beds had torn up sheets, some beds had none.
Our leader, Melanie, went to the market and bought some food supplies as we do for each orphanage that we visit. But by the time it was 3 pm the children still had not eaten a meal. We had some bread and some peanut butter for our team's lunches and we calculated that it was enough for each child to have half a slice with a smear of peanut butter. As I made the sandwiches others passed them out. We got to the bottom of the peanut butter jar and we still needed two more slices, so we switched to jam. When the jam was gone, the children asked for the jar. They put their hands in and got out all they could, when they couldn't get any more with their hands they filled the jar with water to loosen the jam and drank it. They were THAT desperate. THAT hungry.
Earlier this morning it was my turn to share a devotion and I talked about how we don't have to have all the answers and we don't have to solve every problem. God can take our "loaves and fishes" or insufficiency or weakness and make it into so much more. I was speaking figuratively, but little did I know He would use our literal loaves today too. Please pray that God multiplies our loaves even in their hungry little bellies. Pray that the God of the universe would be sufficient to meet their needs because I (we) certainly am (are) not.
