As usual, I'm supposed to be doing a million things tonight.
Instead, I keep creeping on Facebook.
One of my "friends" posted a link to children needing to be adopted.
A voice in my head said, "Don't do it. Mandy. You know you can't handle this. You can't even watch the Feed the Children commercials without crying."
Naturally, I didn't listen and I clicked the link.
Why don't I ever listen?
I just spent 15 minutes bawling and snotting my way through a couple of pages of kids.
Young, older, teens, little ones. It's horrifying to see how many kids need families and homes.
To see how many kids are caught in the system.
In some cases, entire families of siblings (7 or more!) are all awaiting adoption.
There's this one little guy...at THIS LINK HERE. His name is Andrew. And he had me at that beautiful little smile.
I don't know that we're in the position to adopt right now. 5 kids already in a 3 bedroom home. Add another (or more!) to that?
But I am inextricably drawn to these kids. I want to give them love and security..and most importantly, a place to belong.
I have always had a heart for kids.
But I find myself asking God what my part is in all this? Am I merely a messenger of the link to others who may be able to offer them families?
Or is my part greater than that?
I can just see the look on Joe's face if I even suggested adoption.
Please look at this site: CLICK HERE
Even if this isn't your calling...please share the link. Post it on Facebook and Twitter. Maybe you have ties to the person(s) who IS/ARE in the place to adopt and give someone a good home.
Now, how am I supposed to go back to business as usual after seeing these little faces listed with their "stats" like merchandise in a catalogue?