Red, Brown, Yellow, Black and White they are precious in His sight

"Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world. Red, brown, yellow, black, and white, they are precious in His sight. Jesus loves the little children of the world."

I must have sung this song a dozen times today. Regardless of the circumstances the children here find themselves in, there is a Father in heaven that loves them more than we can fathom. Even though we were overwhelmed by the number of orphans we loved on today, the truth is that God knows each child by name. He knows every hair on their head and that each child is fearfully and wonderfully made in His image.

We had the opportunity to take diapers and formula with us at our first stop this morning and also provided a few electric heaters for the nursery. We were able to snuggle the babies, change their diapers, play and sing with them. One little guy was particularly fond of playing peek-a-boo and his smile lit up the whole room! We met a cutie in the special needs room who insisted on shaking each one of our hands. She would squeal with delight at our touch! We played games and got to hang out with the older ones before leaving for lunch. These kids are no different in what they want most. To be loved and held and we are so thankful we were able to do that this morning.





After a quick stop to eat our lunches we briefly visited a privately run orphanage and then scooted off to the Marketplace run by Hope for Korah. This amazing program teaches women a trade to help them become self reliant and be able to provide an income for their families. There may have been a little shopping done and then we had the awesome experience of visiting the Elder's Home for Lepers (also funded in part by Hope for Korah). This home was built for elderly lepers in the Korah community that have been outcast because of their disease. Here they are cared for and loved on by many! It was very emotional to think that these were the very people that Jesus himself sought out. They were so full of joy that it couldn't help but bubble over in song and spill out onto the rest of us! It was truly an honor to share space with these men. After our visit we drove through Korah where people make their homes next to the city's garbage dump.Their days are spent rummaging through the trash on hopes of finding food for the day or discarded metal or plastic they can salvage and sell.



It was a busy and exhausting day but God's grace was evident. Even in the dark places you can find the Light. You just have to look for it. Whether it be in the nannies that patiently care for the babies or the laughter of a child. God is there.

Written by: Courtney Rowe