Of course, short of adoption, I didn't know how to make this dream happen, though I have often mused of adopting an A-A (African-American) child. Well, yesterday I had my chance. And I took it.
See, there is this blogger called Pastor Ryan who writes This is Reverb. Ryan is a cool tattoo sporting, piercing wearing kinda new fangled pastor who is currently on a mission trip to Kenya through Compassion International. Get right on over there and read all his posts. They are moving and inspiring and full of hope.
Compassion International is a faith-based organization that has folks all over the world and they encourage donors to sponsor children in various poverty stricken countries. Having read Ryan's account of what they do in Kenya, I felt compelled to sponsor a child of my own. Here, my peeps, is my new Kenyan child:
|Meet Mulinge, 7 years old and lover of soccer. I tell you, it was hard to choose just one child, but his HUGE smile won me over. Isn't he a cutie pie? Compassion will send me a packet in two weekish with his photo and all kinds of info including how I can write him. I am very excited.|
I will admit, first I was concerned about the money, but heck, the monthly sponsor is basically the cost of one meal out for us. And I have a job now. So it just seemed like the right thing to do and the right time to do it. Pay it forward. Help here at home and abroad. We have so much, even at our poorest, than the most well off in other countries. Anyhoodle, I highly encourage you peeps to read about Compassion International and consider sponsoring a child of your own. As Martha says, "It's a good thing." Meanwhile, I anxiously await the packet on my new child and will be sure to keep you updated. Later, peeps! B.