Monday, September 14, 2009

Precious Little Boy on CWA's List

Ok, this little one just breaks my heart!! He is simply beautiful but in his video (that's right, video!!!!) and pictures, he does not smile. Not once!! How I would love to see a smile on that precious face!! He is listed with Christian World Adoption and I promise you, he will tug at your heart. He has limb differences of both hands but looks as if he has already adapted well and should manage even better when surrounded by the love and attention of a family. He just turned 6 this month and I pray someone celebrated it with him. Please go take a look and pass it along to anyone who might be interested in making this little sweetie smile!!! Hi number on the list is c0907-36 and the website is You will need to email to get a password but they are very fast to respond!!! This seemed like a good time to post this poem that I found on Heather's blog (I think), Noodles, Tea and a Didi Please! It is called, An Orphan's Prayer!!

I am waiting…somewhere far, far away…on the other side of the world.
I may not know who you are or what you look like.
But somehow, deep in my heart, I know you are out there.
That one day you will come and find me.
It's a long journey, and it takes a lot of time.
I wish it could be easier.
But I know that the ones who come for me will not count the cost.
They will only see the joy of finding me.
For now I abide in the fields of the fatherless.
Day by day wondering, "Why was I born here and not somewhere else?"
Asking, "Why couldn't my life have been different?"
It is so lonely…
Even though I am surrounded by hundreds of other children,
I know that something is missing.
I know in my heart I need a place to call home.
My arms long to be wrapped in a father's embrace…
I long to be saved by a mother's love.
Gazing out the orphanage window, I offer a prayer of hope,
"Oh God, please help them come quickly."
Even as I lay in the darkness each night somehow I feel assured.
That no matter how lost I appear I am not alone.
Holy hands guard my steps; sacred fingers wipe my tears…
Touching my lonely heart.
The one who made me,
The God who knew me before I was born,
Hears me every time I call.
He whispers His promises in my ear.
I listen with hope to His voice.
But what I worry about most is that no one wants to look for me.
The fields are vast, and there are so many scattered all over the earth.
I wonder how one little child, so lost, can be found.
Yet He calms my heart and assures me that He will find you.
That He will make sure you hear His voice clearly.
He has promised me that He will make a way through the fields.
That He will personally cut a path, and lead you right to my orphanage door.
My prayer is…
When He speaks, please don't forget to listen.
When He calls, don't be too afraid to go.
For I am waiting…somewhere far, far away.

from All God's Children's Newsletter. No author noted.

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