There is a boy here that has stolen my heart. When he smiles, I see Jesus. When he laughs, I laugh. When he holds my hand, I hold tighter. He is 5. Let me explain.
Matthew has FAS (fetal alcohol syndrome-his mom drank when she was preggo), or as I like to think it just means he is one of God’s special angels.
Last week we went on a field trip, and the kids had to bring back permission slips to be able to board the bus. Matthew comes running up to me holding his slip with the biggest smile on his face; you could tell he was so proud of bringing it back so he could come! So he hands it to me… and I open it expecting to see a signature. Oh wait, completely blank. I burst out into laughter, and he gazes up at me so confused so I explain that it had to be signed and because it isn’t that means he can’t join the fun. Come to find out Mattie’s mom is dying of cancer right now, and was too ill to sign.. I constantly forget that hidden behind these kids’ smiles and hugs are situations that I cannot even begin to fathom.
So a few days ago I had the amazing opportunity of getting to go see Matthew at his house in Ocean View, and meeting his mother! We got to pray over Matthew’s mother (Janet), which was quite a humbling experience. To lay hands on a woman I barely know, and just pray for God to heal her. So many people here are just so hungry for the Gospel, something to live for, and something to place hope in.
Carlota
ps. a homeless man tried to steal my backpack a few days ago. freaking crazies.
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