It's been amazing getting to know the children in the safe house for street kids. Spending time with them, hugging them, playing together, feeding, changing and bathing the little ones, praying and singing "Yes jesus loves me" with them (it's so cute, the 2 year olds do the sign language and shake their little fists up and down and sing along), but it's also VERY tiring. I'm freakin' exhausted! And it's been less than a week (with 6 kids) but 12 hours a day + is nuts. I don't know how mom's do it EVERY day ALL the time.
We're trying to start homes that have a mom and a dad, and no more than 7 kids per house, so they feel like real families not institutions, and so the kids can get the love, care and attention they need. It's such an incredible difference between the life they grew up with (begging on the streets, sleeping there at night, getting beaten, living in fear, hungry, dirty, cold, tired, etc.) to where they are now.
They've been living in the safe house for a month now, they have all the food they want, real beds, people who love them (they KNOW this, they surprisedly remark "she loves me!" to other people in thai). They're learning to share, be kind to each other, clean up after themselves, take care of themselves (bathe every day), and even get to have toys, go to school, watch tv, go to the park and tomorrow we're going to a waterfall! They're starved for love and attention and always cuddle up with us, but are more secure than they were last month. They laugh and smile all the time. And the house is full of love. It's so awesome to see the ways they are growing and changing.
But pray that I and the other staff get rest, don't get sick (cause we're starting to), know how to love the children, and that all their needs would be met and they would rest securely in the love we give them and the love of the father.
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