It breaks your heart…

Over the past two months with Vulnerable Children Society, we’ve been really focused on building our sponsorship base, covering our monthly commitment with donations, reaching out to tell people what great work our partner Faya Orphanage does. Something happened today that reminded me WHY we do this though. WHY I stay up to 11pm+ most night and why I won’t rest until we have reached that 100% sustainable core funding goal.

The House 2 House community sponsorship program through Faya Orphanage supports children and families in the Adama community. There are 300+ kids and families waiting for sponsorship – the need is huge.

Today I got pictures from the Faya director of three families that I hadn’t seen before. Somehow knowing their names and the reason they are sponsored is not the same as seeing their faces. Pictures say so much more.

One family was happy – they have been sponsored for a while and trust that Faya Orphanage will help them get through. The little girl was bright and the mom was jubilant to be visiting. You can tell this sponsorship is making a big positive difference in their lives.

Another family is being sponsored for the first time. The two girls are unsure and afraid. Their parents have both passed and they live with their older sister. So much has changed and ransacked their lives; they seem uncertain as to trust the newfound source of support and income they will be getting through Faya and Vulnerable Children.

But it was the last family broke my heart. The two little girls are uncertain and wide-eyed; they don’t know why they are visiting the orphanage, and I guess, suspect the worst until proven otherwise. Their mother is frail, ill and wracked with tears. Her white shawl is yellowed and her eyes are streaked with red. I don’t know if she is crying because she is grateful for the sponsorship, ashamed of getting help, or worried for the future. I suspect it’s a lot of all of those emotions.

Thank you to all our sponsors. Your help brings hope and stability to lives torn apart. Never doubt that. I hope that if I write about the two new families in a few months, I will have a brighter story to tell. In the meanwhile, their hardship makes my late nights seem much less significant… and the cause that much more important.

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