God’s interruptions

I was still “nesting”, like my Savhtah Louis calls it, (which is basically making a place your home) and happy just making dinners or breakfast for the kids as I was getting to know them, when God made an interruption.

In late August we began to start receiving babies. Two newborn babies were sent to us and it seemed we might get more. Unfortunately, as it is common in ministry, there always seems to be lack of workers or resources. We didn’t have enough caregivers to receive anymore babies, so in a moment of courage I offered to take care of a baby if need be. A week later a four-month baby girl arrived, Little E.

I remember that Friday morning, when I got the news that I might be taking care of a baby. Here I had plans to paint my apartment and start decorating it more, and all of a sudden I had to stop and focus on caring for a baby.

We had a rough first week! Getting up throughout the night, Little E having problems falling asleep, and both becoming frustrated. So far one of the worst nights was when I felt so overwhelmed by everything. That day the laundry had not dried or it was about to rain, so it was all over the living room, it was all a big mess. (Have I mentioned that I really don’t like messes?)

Little E had been fussy all evening. After her bath I was finishing getting her bottle ready when she either threw her arm/leg up and spilled milk all over us! Just as soon as that happened a couple of kids knocked at my door wanting to say good night and here I was about to loose it and Little E crying like there was no tomorrow!

I yelled out to the kids that I was not able to answer and good night…and since I kept the living room window a little opened for air flow, through the blinds, one of them came over and said I was a good “mom”. It was hard to take the encouragement because I really felt like I was failing. Leaving the mess as it was, I cleaned both of us, made another bottle and continued with getting her ready for bed. Putting one foot in front of the other. Sometimes that is all you can do.

I am happy to report, things have been better. We finally came to know each other and we rarely have sleepless nights. At the moment we are going through a cold, so I am having to wake up to give her the medicine. Other than that it has been such a blessing to be able to sleep the entire night!

In order to make future separations easier, we are encouraged to call ourselves aunt/uncle and for us to refer to them as niece/nephew. So I do that, maybe it will be easier when the day comes and she has to go. When she first arrived we thought it’d be only days/weeks. It’s been 2 months now. Nevertheless, Little E is practically like my little girl. She goes wherever I go. Needless to say, we’ve become attached. She is such a happy baby. She smiles a lot, has a strong character and can be stubborn at times. She loves being outside and watching all her surroundings.

A couple of weeks ago, it seemed we might be getting the call that her situation has been resolved, which means she would be leaving. Being the practical person that I am, I began to prepare myself mentally and emotionally for that. As a result, I began to pray that somehow she would remember, not me, but the presence of God. That somehow, when she comes to a time in her life where she realizes she needs a Savior, God would bring back a sound, a feeling, or even a memory of hearing His word or the praises and worship she often hears with me. Will you join us in praying for these children, that God would mark their life and that in those crucial times, we all come to in our life, they would remember Him so that they would cry out to Jesus and be saved?