I met someone the other day. Sometimes I go where she works and she had helped me once before, but that time it was just a transaction. This time we started talking and it wasn’t long before we were engaged in rich conversation. Somehow it came out that I am a Christian, and she is too.
She told me how hard it had been to find a church lately, and that she had been hurt by her church years ago. At the time, she was married with school-aged children and tragedy turned her world upside down. Her husband took his own life. It had been years, but her voice revealed how much it still hurt.
Even that painful admission couldn’t prepare me for what she said next.
After navigating the early days of the terrible loss, she sent her children back to school, which was run by the church the family attended. On that first day back one of her children’s teachers taught a lesson on why those who commit suicide go to hell.
I couldn’t believe what I’d just heard. I stared at her with my mouth open before finally mustering, “that’s awful.” I had a depth of response that is hard to explain. I felt sad, and angry, and to be honest, ashamed. I felt ashamed that a fellow Christ-follower could do something so outrageous.
I wanted to apologize. In a situation that begged for grace, this teacher had cast judgment and embarrassment on a child who was still reeling from the death of a parent. It’s brutal. I found myself wanting to distance myself from this person who believes in the same cross-bearing, life-giving God that I do. I couldn’t make sense of it (then again, can I make sense of the sins I commit?).
As I drove home and reflected on this long talk I realized something. I was hit by a deep sense of gratitude for CSC that has nothing to do with being its leader or an employee or a donor. I was proud that this is what Christians do. CSC is a group of people who take in children who are hurting and alone and give them a second chance at life and family. There is something about CSC that transmits God’s love in profound, consuming and vivid ways. At the very root of all this is devotion to Christ--to doing what would please him. I love that one response to following Christ is this sacred work at CSC.
What we’re doing here, you and I, and all who care, is something to be proud of…if I dare say so myself.
UFO's and Graduates
It is summer time at CSC. That means it is hot, really hot, too hot. But, the heat does not seem to deter the boys from making and flying kites, at any given moment there are numerous kite activities going on; making them, attempting to fly them, flying them, untangling the ones that get tangled together, trying to get them out of the trees and making sure we all see how high their kite is flying! There has to be some genetic code in all red blooded Filipino boys....April and May are for kites.
Today was GRADUATION day for five of our Preschool kids and three graduating from elementary into High School. It was a fun day for the Graduates!
We are now legally on our summer break - pray for a fun and safe time for each of our kids, and for our sanity! Having almost 90 kids on vacation in one place....oh my.
Enjoy the photos...
Pray along with us for comfort, healing and peace for our friends and loved ones in Boston.
Molding minds
Yesterday at Children of Hope School, we proudly celebrated the graduation of three teenagers, who will go on to high school next year, and five pre-schoolers who will advance to pre-K. It was a special day for sure. The three oldest graduates have faced a lot challenges and have accomplished much in their years at our school. One of the graduates gave a speech. I thought he might discuss all of the academic challenges he had faced. While he mentioned those briefly, the larger message he shared was that of gratitude. He was thankful for his teachers and all of the time they had invested in him. He was thankful to the staff for their encouragement. He was thankful to his house parents for their guidance and leadership. He was appreciative of the support from the Aunties and Uncles in his life. And he was even thankful for challenges as he was so proud of what he had learned from them.
Waiting in anticipation...
The proud graduates!
I was impressed with his words and touched by his message. CSC is often described as a place of refuge for the kids that come here. Many have left violent homes, chaotic living situations or have had no home to speak of. We are proud to be able to offer our kids the basic things: food, shelter, clothing, a safe place to rest their head. But we are blessed to be able to give our kids even more. We have a beautiful school and a talented body of teachers who are willing to meet the individual needs of our kids. Our teachers go the extra mile every day and our kids benefit greatly from their tireless effort.
Our talented teachers!
Praise the Lord for how he has blessed CSC! Thanks be to God for how He brought each of these teachers to our school---for we are surely better for it! :)
Kite Flying Season!
Continuing on with the theme of kites! Recently, I spent an afternoon hanging out with the kids at the shelter. Almost immediately, Jhaycob ran up to me with a tangled-up pile of string. He wanted me to untangle it so he could use it to fly his kite. I began looking around the yard and it was incredible how many kids were playing with kites. Some were making them, and others were busy untangling strings. Some of the kids were the "holders" and others were the "runners". Toddlers dragged plastic bags across the yard, and the older kids and houseparents had huge, fancy kites flying high in the sky! Some of the kites even had writing on them: "Fly CSC", "Cherne WOW", and "WOW CSC"! Enjoy a video of some of the different activities that were going on that day!
Prayers
Whenever we're on duty, we help with putting the kids to bed. One of the things I love about putting the kids to bed is sharing bedtime prayers with them. The children are so surrounded by strong people of faith here at CSC - their house parents, staff, teachers, aunties, and counselors. Their prayers reflect what they've seen and heard modeled for them. They are thoughtful, sincere, and even eloquent.
Last night when we were on duty, there were prayers for lots of different things. Here are a few of my favorites:
- giving thanks for CSC
- giving thanks for the aunties and house parents
- giving thanks for hot dogs
- asking for a mommy and daddy
- asking for strength and wisdom on upcoming on final tests
- asking for healing for kids in "iso"
And the most touching prayer of all was a heartfelt request from one of the 12-year old girls in the house. She asked God to please comfort a family whose oldest sibling had recently turned 18 and could no longer be adopted. This was particularly moving to me because those siblings that she was praying for don't even live in her house at CSC. In that moment I realized what a supportive place CSC is - that all the kids and house parents and staff are praying across houses, across siblings, across ages, for God's presence in each of their lives. What a cool thing to be a part of.