The Ship is sinking…

My heart has been amazed at the amount of compassion that our LORD shines on us daily. As I go through my day and see so many children who are unloved, forgotten, and just missing the happy skip a child should have…I am reminded.

The world is getting worse, and its supposed to…that means HE is coming soon!  Mothers who can just be so consumed with theirself, and have no compassion on their own children…appalling!  So many who say they don’t believe in anything, and yet they are their own god, self worship!  Oh the long suffering and patience of our HOLY GOD, to not just wipe us out.  This is just the tip of the iceburg, and the ship is sinking…

With each heart ache I feel, I turn and lay it in HIS hands, and watch as HE turns it into something priceless.  When we get to Heaven we will never feel our hearts break again, He is going to wipe every tear away…but until then…

We need to pray for the lost, pray for our hearts to have compassion, and to reach with everything we have and don’t have as if we were watching someone drowning, they are.  We need to feel that kind of desperation in reaching out to the lost.  We know a secret, we are the lights reflecting the Son, its not just ours, its for them as well.  We need to give it away, to shine like crazy! 

Oh Father God, how lost we once were, and in your mercy you rescued us.  Don’t let us forget where we have come from, fill us over and over with your compassion and love, give our spirits an urgency to lose self, and allow you to flow from our lips and actions. 

Laying all the children I come in contact with at your feet, and remembering and believing that you knew them before you formed them in their mothers womb.  You have a plan, and I lift them to you, to protect them, reveal yourself to them, allow them to feel your love tonight, and don’t let them leave here without you.  Thank you for allowing my heart to break..I know you have my attention when that happens, and you always but it back together more in love with YOU.  Your princess who sees the signs, and feels the desperation to keep pressing on.

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Bus Kiddos break my heart…

Emily is five years old. She has been on my bus since the beginning of the school year.  Here are some things she has openly told me…

!. I live in a foster home

2. My mom and dad are coming back for me when they know what there life is all about. (do you  know what your life is about?)

3. Every wednesday , I leave school early with my case worker, so that my mom and dad can have visitation with me, its a long ride, and I am always sad when I come back.

4.  Jennifer is my foster mom, she is nice, but she knows that someday I have to go back to my mom. Jennifer gets mad when I see my mom.

5. Sometimes I just want to go home, but there is no home.

6. I am sick, and Jennifer said go to school anyway, and see the nurse, can I go there when I get there?

Today…on Dec. 17th I am moving back with my mom for a while, no one knows how long, but this weekend I will have to move in another family foster care home, because i can’t stay anymore with Jennifer.  I don’t know what school I will go to when I move back with my mom.  I am really just moving around alot.  Are you going to miss me Miss Darla when they take me again.  “Oh yes, I will miss you, and I will pray for you lots”