2 down...

Ok... please pray with us! We now have 2 Liberian children who are 'sick.' I really don't know details or how sick- 'sick' really is. What does sickness mean there & in that environment? Anyway, the second child now requires medical attention (she must leave the orphanage and go to a hospital)- so 'sick' must mean-- SICK!

My sense of urgency is working overtime and I feel like a mama tiger on a short chain. However short the chain, it sure is stretched tight! SHEESH!

From a mama's point of view, I would really feel much more comfortable with all the children here where they can be evaluated and I can watch them and care for them. I'm afraid I'm in the middle of learning a valuable lesson in trusting God with my ENTIRE being. Wait & pray are the words of the day...

Here are the lyrics to another song that's speaking to me today:
IF YOU WERE MINE- FERNANDO ORTEGA
When my heart is troubled and I am weighed down,
Then I like to think of how this lonesome world would be
If I could see your face, or hold you in my arms
If you were mine, if you were mine.

If you had a bad dream I would jump inside it,
And I would fight for you with all the strength that I could find.
I would lead you home by your tiny hand
If you were mine, if you were mine.

I would sing of love on the blackest night.
I would sing of God, and how His goodness fills our lives.
I would sing to you, til the morning light
If you were mine, if you were mine.