Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Compassion

In my last post, I spoke about sponsoring little Angel. Since then, I've been on the Compassion site nonstop, reading. I also discovered Our Compassion, which is a social media site for sponsors. I learned about correspondence children and prayer children. And now I have one of each.

Hadija is my correspondence girl. She has a financial sponsor, but I will be writing letters to her. I'm excited and I wrote my first letter today.

Tedi is my prayer child. Every day I check his page and pray for him to be sponsored. He looks so sweet and has the most striking eyes. So if you, or someone you know, feels led to sponsor, consider Tedi, here is his link. 

I've also signed up to be a prayer partner. It's something I do anyways, and Compassion International will provide a list of children/things to pray for.

Saturday, November 12, 2011

I knelt...

So on Wednesday I read Kelly's blog about her trip to Ecuador. I clicked over to browse the waiting kids. I've  done this before, but never really found one that spoke to me.

When I was three, my mom lost a baby. It was a boy and his name was Matthew. That's all I knew for many years. I didn't know his birthday. I was only 3 and I didn't remember much.

Recently, a woman in our church lost a baby at around 30 weeks. Mom was talking to this woman's husband and told him that she lost a boy at 19 weeks on December first and he would be twenty this year.

So I typed in 12/01 on the birthday search to see what would come up. Immediately my eyes were drawn to a little boy named Angel. He is 7 and lives in Ecuador. He had been waiting over 6 months. I felt like this was my kid. This was who I should sponsor.

So I put him on my Christmas list. I don't need anymore stuff. I have so much stuff. I clicked the "Sponsor this Child" button to see what the payment options were. I hit the back button, and it told me that this child had been chosen already. I was crushed. I may have cried. My husband pointed out that this was good for Angel. He had a sponsor. I understood that, and I was happy for him, but sad for me. I had wanted so badly to do that.

The next day, I ran the search again. Angel was back on. I texted my husband, hoping he would tell me to just do it. He didn't. So I emailed my mom Angel's page along with a little note about how this would be a great Christmas present. She was not on board. She said that it was a long commitment, and how much of the money would he get and all the usual doubts. I told her that I was going to do it with or without the Christmas gift. I felt like I was supposed to do this. (This was a little bit of a bluff. My husband was skeptical too and didn't think we should do it right now.) I emailed Mom several Compassion Blog posts, ones that answered most questions she'd asked me. (This was Thursday.)

Thursday night, I prayed. I knelt for the first time in my life to pray. We've just never done that in my family. But I was passionate about this. I wanted to focus. I prayed for God to open my parents' hearts. I prayed that if they wouldn't do it, my husband would open his heart to it.

The next day, (Friday) my mom said she'd talk to my dad. So I waited. I didn't bug them. I prayed a lot throughout the day. I looked at Angel's picture on the website frequently. I had asked that this be an early present, so that he wouldn't be gone by Christmas and so that he would learn about me in time for his birthday. That night, my former college roommate and good friend came to visit. She got in pretty late, so we ate dinner around 10pm. I had texted Mom once asking if she had talked to Dad, around 9pm. She had said, "Not yet".

At 10:53, on 11/11/11, I got a text from my mom that simply said "Yes."

Today I got to hit that "Sponsor a Child" button. I printed out the page with Angel's picture and information. It is my Christmas and birthday present. It is the best present ever. I can't wait to start writing letters.

As we left my parents' house, printout in hand, we saw the most beautiful full double rainbow. God is good. God has a plan.


(I later found out that if you hit the button, even if you don't complete the transaction, the child goes off the page for a little while. So it was my own fault I didn't think he was available anymore. Definitely a wake up call to get it done right away though.)

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