A friend of mine works at a middle school.
She told me that there is an amazing group of girls there that (on their own) decided to raise money for Smile Train, an organization to provide cleft lip surgeries to poor children.
They got this idea from a picture they had seen and yet had never met a person who had been born with this condition.
My friend asked me if I would come to their school, meet these girls, and introduce Meili to them.
Just the news of this story FILLED me with joy.
A group of 12 year old girls that are making a difference!
So, yesterday, Meili and Caleb and I headed to middle school.
I was able to tell these girls that what they are doing is MUCH more then providing a sweet child with a fixed lip. I told them of the intense persecution these children face in their cultures without the surgery. I told them that what they are working hard to provide for these children (lip surgery) will change the child's whole life. That they are actually helping to give these children a new life, hope. I looked in their eyes and told them that God is doing a GREAT thing with them and through them. And I thanked them.
As touched and encouraged as I was from these girls, what moved me the most was this lunch room filled with hurting children. My friend told me stories of students repeatedly asking her to adopt them, they are currently in the foster system. When I was explaining to some of the kids what "adoption" means, one girl spoke up, "Yeah, I'm adopted. My parents abused me. They abused me in every way; physically, verbally, and sexually. So I had to go live with someone else." Some of the girls that came up to us (it didn't take me long to see the way to a junior high girl's heart: a baby. aka: Meili) looked so rough, for lack of a better word. Ah, so many kids here, in our back yard, that need to see and feel the LOVE of God lived out.
In the Fall, as we begin our new season of life in homeschooling I so desire to intentionally get our family OUT into the world more. When I left this public school yesterday I wondered and hoped that God will use us to LOVE on some of these kids in some way next year. They just need love, ya know. And I hope that, together with my kids, we can give some of them love....in a practical way.
It was such a great experience to be there...in so many ways.