The day I left for America, a huge box arrived at my house. There was much speculation among the missionaries as to what might be inside. Christmas gifts? Goodies? Hospital supplies? Everyone was certain it was something good. Yesterday, I returned and the mystery was solved. An overwhelming rush of emotions caught me as I pulled out one beautiful, handmade blanket after another. They were made by women from Garden City, Kansas. They had heard about the street kids and wanted to be a part of helping them.
Tonight, we waited until all the kids would be trying to get to sleep. Around 11 pm, Bereket, Abiti, Allison Karnes, Kebede (friend and huge helper with the boys), Aschalo (driver) and I went out to the streets. The boys brought us to a street corner. We could see them laying on pieces of cardboard boxes, with remains of plastic sacks over them. At first, I thought there were maybe 15 kids, but there were closer to 50 kids. We counted the blankets before we went but I forget exactly how many there were… I think 48. They were gone within minutes.
Allison gathered all the kids around to ask them if they knew why we were giving them blankets. One little boy responded that it was because they were cold. Yes, very true. We were giving them blankets because they were cold, but we also wanted to remind them that Jesus loves them.
In Matthew the Bible tells us “Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?” Matthew 6:25-26
There are millions around the world that I can only imagine feel abandoned by everyone, including or even especially God. How could these kids be without homes? Are the birds better cared for? If these children are so valuable, why are they struggling daily just to get food?
I cannot claim to understand the injustices of poverty or how it all fits into God’s plan. I can only trust that He loves us all and wants what is best for us. God has called us all to care for those around us in need. Tonight, these women from Garden were the hands of God that are providing warmth for a bunch of street kids.