Sponsoring a child was one of those things I always had on a to-do list,one entitled ‘Things I really ought to do now that I’m a grown up’ or alternatively, ‘Things I feel guilty about not doing’. I finally got round to it about 3 years ago and, as soon as that direct debit whirred into action (and the guilt left), I promptly forgot about it. I’m sure the original intention had been to contact her regularly and really engage the kids with the little girl, Habi, but life swallowed up those plans along with all our missing socks.
When I was thinking about what we could do this advent to bless people who live far away from us I remembered Habi and thought it might be high time to see her as more than just another monthly outgoing. So we have been looking at photos and all the info World Vision has sent us over the years about her and imagining what life in Senegal might be like. We’ve been praying for the things we think she might need, like protection for her area of Senegal from more floods and from mosquitoes. Caleb wrote her a letter today with a million questions and now quite fancies living in Senegal himself ( I think not going to school is the main attraction).
I am completely and utterly zonked after my crazy weekend. The Light and Life fair was really different this time, with mostly christians turning up, but again so many incredible stories of God reaching out to bless and heal and encourage. The rest of the team have been doing this sort of stuff a lot longer, I have a lot to learn from them and they are really inspiring to be around. I’m still taking baby steps and learning to discern the spirit in it all but encouraged; that it is in learning to be myself and rest in that, that I am best able to hear the Father’s heart.
