Thursday, January 31, 2013
Brokenness
Monday was our last day at Clau Clau. This is the village with the precious little boy I wrote about earlier. I was praying that God would bring my little boy there because he had not been there when we went last Friday. All I wanted was to hold him, love him, bring him joy, and pray over him. Arriving at the feeding I jumped out of the car and began searching for him. My heart sank when I realized he was not there. Other friends I had made met me with smiles and hugs but I kept my eyes open. After a half hour past I saw three little boys walking through the field towards us. I ran to see if one was my boy. As I walked around the corner, we saw each other, but my heart broke. When he saw me he crumbled into tears. Not tears of fear, but tears of being able to finally break down when you get to a safe place. I bend down an scooped up my sobbing precious baby. I teared up. He was hysterical. I sat down on an old tire, cradled him in my arms, and bathed him in prayer. Then I sang worship songs over him and he finally began to settle. As his breathing slowed, he drifted off to sleep. While he slept, I showed him to one of the long term workers, Kasi, and she promised to keep her eye out for him. As he slept we acted out the story of Jesus and the little children. I got to share the gospel with them and lead about 30 of them in a pray to ask Jesus into their hearts then we prayed for all of them who wanted prayer! After an amazing time of pray the started to line up the kids for food and they asked us to start heading to the cars. I set my little guy down and got him a plate of food. I held and kissed him, prayed over him, and told him I loved him very very much. Then my heart tore out as I walked away. His eyes were locked on me until I went around the corner. I climbed into the car and just cried. Why was he so sad? What did that little boy have to live through every day? These questions raced through my head. For the past year I have been asking for God to break my heart for what breaks His. And when I prayed I felt that He said "this, this is what breaks my heart".
Please continue to lift this little boy up in your prayers.
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I love hearing your updates Elisa! I miss you and I'm praying for you. I wish you could bring that sweet little boy home with you.
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