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A Village of Hope

I recently had the option of an ocean view at a quiet hotel on a West African beach or a night among orphans in a Village of Hope. The orphanage won out.

I knew I was tired when I accidentally used Neosporin as toothpaste!
Wet wipes served as my bath. Peanuts and water were dinner. Open windows with misquote screens served as my air conditioning unit. A top sheet wrapped at my waste became pajamas so orphans didn’t accidentally see me running around in my boxers as I fumbled around in the light of the moon with my cellular phone flashlight searching for my bunk. I was in bed by 7:30 p.m.

The lack of modern conveniences was hardly noticed as this weary traveler drifted in and out of sleep with the sweet sounds of orphans singing praise songs during their evening devotions. They would soon be resting peacefully under the care of house parents who dearly loved them. More than 150 children soon faded off to sleep, safe, secure and grateful to be well fed, with a roof over their heads and with school to look forward to in the early morning. All was well.

My thoughts floated to my own family and the blessings we too shared.
How even more special was knowing this very night my wife, of 24 years, was halfway around the world doing much of the same with young Honduran ladies who, like these African angels, are being loved and cared for by God. He truly has the whole world in his hands.

Such sights and sounds must greatly please and warm the heart of God. He definitely loves the little children of the world, orphaned and otherwise.

There is no doubt why James 1:27 says, “Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.”

It may not have been five star accommodations,
but I think I’ll go ahead and prebook my reservations for next year.

Our hope at Water4 is to soon be assisting the Village of Hope with improved fresh water solutions. If you are interested let me know and I’ll have them hold a room and I’ll leave the light on for you!

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