God's grace shows itself to me in many ways. Some are glorious and some are not. By the grace of God, for instance, I have enough to eat, a good place to live, money for my diabetes medications and meaningful work that provides many emotional, material and spiritual blessings. But just 0utside my office are children who go to sleep hungry, who wake up with nobody to say "good morning," and with only bleak prospects for having their basic needs met. This noon I drove to McDonalds for a late lunch and was heading back to the office to eat. At the stoplight a little boy approached my car, tapped on my window and held out a deformed hand to ask for money. He motioned to his stomach to indicate that he was hungry. In his eyes was a hunger that went beyond his need for something to eat to indicate a hopelessness at life in general. But he doesn't have the luxury of looking at his life reflectively. He was hungry, and was looking at the food that I had purchased at the drive through that was on the seat next to me, food that I could easily do without. I gave him a handful of fries and drove off. On other occasions I might have just shook my head and not given him anything. Nutritionists might say that he was better off with nothing than a greasy fry, I don't know. But as I drove away my mind came up with many questions that I have considered often in my 38 years in Cebu, questions that don't really have answers but weigh heavily on my heart on occasions such as this.
- Why does this little guy have nothing and I have everything? Is there a single thing about how I have lived my life that qualifies me for advantage? Has this little guy done anything wrong to deserve a withered arm and a hungry tummy?
- Why didn't I just give him my whole lunch instead of a few paltry fries? By suppertime I would be dining on a good meal and he would be hungry again. Likely, I just wanted him to go away from my car.
- What does he think about me and what I represent?
- If he ever does look to the future, does he have a shred of hope that things will get better for him? With little or no positive family or other adult influence, with no access to health care or decent education, and with daily exposure to the many dangers from living on the street, is there any chance whatsoever that he will? What will be different for him, his eventual children and theirs?
- What is life like without hope? Can I even begin to understand that?
The disparities of life in a country like the Philippines are hard to grasp. Living here provides graphic proof that God's grace has nothing to do with merit. Not a thing. That kid deserves a break much more than I ever do or will. All I can do, perhaps, is to think about why God called me to live much of my life here and not in the country of my birth. Some people think that, in choosing to live here, I forsook the luxuries of life for the difficulties of the third world. But I live in the lap of luxury here, too. I just have to pay an emotional price for doing so as I come face to face with people who struggle just to stay alive.
I've been dealing with these same questions for 38 years! At CSC we have been able to help lots of little guys like the one I saw today. We have taken in the hungry, the lame, the disfigured, the homeless. We have dispensed food, medicine, knowledge, even hope. But we aren't helping this little guy at all. Except for a fistfull of fries. Of course we can't help everyone, I know that. But that knowledge doesn't remove his image from my mind or, on the other hand, make his life one ounce better.
I pray for wisdom, to accept the things that I cannot change, to be an agent of positive change where I can, and to know the difference, even though knowing that difference does not provide emotional relief from the confrontations with hopelessness that are a part of life in a place like this. I guess the best way to accomplish the dictates of the above-cited Serenity Prayer is to focus on the things that I can change, not on what I cannot. On the tree, not the forest. But I'm very sure that there are things that I can change if I open my mind to them, to see people not as an inconvenience but an opportunity. Maybe I can use some of the incomprehensible advantages that have been bestowed on me to offer some measure of relief and, maybe, even hope to people like the little boy who I cannot get out of my head.
Christmas Wish List
Like every kid, the kids at CSC have their Christmas wish lists. Each year, the kids receive their gifts on Christmas Eve. Imagine a room full of kids with huge smiles, giggles, laughter, anticipation, and eagerness waiting for their gifts.
So, how do we, the appointed present shoppers, have the kids share their requests without making it too obvious we are the ones buying and wrapping their gifts?
For the little ones, the conversation might go something like:
“Hey, I talked to Santa last night and he asked me what you want for Christmas.”
OR
For those who want shoes: “Can you trace your feet for me so we can see if they are the same size?”
OR
“What do you want for Christmas? I could tell Santa for you.”
For the ones who know THE TRUTH, the question is pretty straight forward:
“So, what do you want for Christmas?”
Like kids everywhere, our kids have no trouble telling us what they want. Even though we can’t always accommodate their requests, it’s fun for them to dream and imagine. They have lists in their heads. One little girl specifically told me that she does not want perfume because she already smells good. Others get influenced by what other kids want. And some want things a bit more difficult to fulfill like a horse!
The day after some of the kids had told what they want for Christmas, they asked me if I had already given their lists to Santa. My response was, “I will email it to him tonight.” One kid then said in surprise, “Email?! Really?!” I did email their lists, just not to Santa, but to the specific person who is in charge of getting their gifts.
Thank you for helping CSC in every way. You make it all possible for us to give the best care for the kids even at Christmas!
Books are the Source of Knowledge
Books are the source of knowledge and one of the fundamental tools in imparting knowledge to learners. This is how I define books and I experienced a memorable and significant lifetime event that I will treasure forever.
Level B Group 2 students were preparing to share their learning during the morning meeting, so they decided to present a poem titled, “If You’re Not From the Prairie”. Everyone was able to memorize the poem and they presented it in the front of everybody. This poem left a strong impression of all of the students, especially the Level B1 Group 1 students.
Later on in the afternoon, I opened the door to the classroom for my last class. This is the toughest class each day. When I walked in, I was surprised and puzzled. Everyone was holding their reading books, but this was science class! All at once, the students started reading in a loud voice, “Teacher Lyrah, if you’re not from the prairie, you don’t know the sun! If you’re not from the prairie, you don’t know me!”
This group of kids have just started using this particular reading text and are on the first unit in the book. The prairie poem is in the last unit of the book, so is challenging for the kids to read and understand. But somehow they had been inspired by the poem when it was presented during the morning meeting. They wanted to share their excitement.
I smiled and praised them for reading the poem. One student said,” Teacher Lyrah, we have your book! Remember? If you’re not from the prairie, you don’t know the sun.”
I encouraged them to continue to read and learn from their reading. There are a lot of moral stories that they can learn from the book.
I learned something that day. Kids have many talents and thoughts. We, as teachers and adults, should look for and encourage the children to grow, knowing they have innate and hidden talents. And the children are just starting to bloom.
Hapit na Christmas
Hapit na Christmas
This is the phrase going around CSC right now. The word is out that Christmas will soon be here. The kids are busy writing their Foster Friend letters, practicing for the school, and church Christmas play and program. They are all talking among each other about what they hope Santa will bring them this year.
The workers at CSC are getting in their last few days of vacation for the year to make sure they have time to spend with their families this holiday season. The teachers are busy in school with classes and Christmas program practice.
Many of the staff and CSC employees are busy starting to think about and prepare for the upcoming Christmas activities. I thought I would share with you what we all participate in here at CSC. The workers party is on December 5. This is a fun evening for all of our CSC workers with each department sharing a song or dance, a meal together, prizes and an encouraging message.
The following Saturday we will be having the CSC Outreach Party. This is a day for former CSC kids to come back to CSC and enjoy a meal together, games, a message from God’s word and a Christmas gift. We look forward each year to seeing some of our former kids who have gone back to live with their birth families.
The kids will be performing the Little Drummer Boy for their school Christmas program this year. They are already busy working on the music and their lines.
The Progressive Dinner is an evening when the kids get to eat at each of the Missionary Staff houses. A different course is had at each house along with part of the Christmas story being shared. At the end of the evening we all meet back up at the shelter for cinnamon rolls shaped into a Christmas tree.
On Christmas Eve Santa always seems to find his way to CSC and deliver a gift for each of the kids. The kids look forward to this evening for weeks and weeks. After they open their gifts they get to stay up late and watch fireworks and have a special snack at midnight.
Christmas Day we have a formal meal of ham, mashed potatoes, green beans, fruit and sugar cookies outside with all of the kids. After the meal, the adults share the Christmas story with the children including a live manger scene. It is always a joy to share the story of Christ’s birth with each of the kids at CSC.
We have a lot of fun at CSC during Christmas time. It is our prayer that amidst all the fun and busy times the kids would experience in a deeper way what Christ's birth means for each of them. Pray that each of us would be able to explain that clearly through our words and actions this Christmas season!
It is easy to get caught up in all of the Christmas excitement. Let us all remember to be thankful for all the blessings God has given us as we celebrate Thanksgiving next week. Giving thanks for God's goodness and faithfulness in our lives. Remembering to thank Him for sending His Son. The reason we celebrate Christmas!
Prayers
Houseparents get a night off each week to relax and take a breather from the past week. Most missionary staff fill in for a shift on a rotating basis to help out and hang out with the kids when the houseparents are gone. At the end of the night, after reading a book or two to the kids, we spend time in prayer. Often there is at least one or two kids who want to pray. Prayer is the way each home closes their night, whether or not the houseparents are home. Some kids are well versed in the tradition, others are still skeptical, but all children are present and know that this is what we do.
This past week I was on duty in Eicher home as Dondon and Ivy had a night off. Just before the smaller boys were going to bed, I was praying with them and when I ended and was sending them to their rooms, one boy spoke up...
"Auntie Megan, he wants to pray," he says pointing at a three-year old.
"Oh, ok. Sure!" I respond. I encourage this boy to go ahead and this is what we hear....
"Dear Lord....Thank you, Lord...Lord, Lord...Thank you, God. Amen."
Hugs are given and boys are climbing in bed. As I leave for the night, I can't help but think of the faith of a child and the way God is changing lives at CSC. He has aunties, uncles, and friends guiding him and leading him to God. He knows how to close his eyes, fold his hands, and call on the name of the Lord. I'm grateful, that even at a young age, the children at CSC are learning from their caregivers and peers what it means to follow God with their hearts and lives, and that they're learning the importance of prayer!
A Nice Evening for Ginda
Last weekend we celebrated Ginda's 29th birthday in the Duterte home. Ginda was thrilled to have so many wonderful friends at her party to celebrate with her. Some friends of CSC from Cebu also came and provided a lechon baboy for the evening.
Ginda made a grand entrance in a beautiful blue dress and purple bag. The house was decorated with blue and purple tablecloths and balloons to match. It was definitely Ginda's night! She knew it and could not stop smiling! Everyone could sense Ginda's excitement!
Birthday parties are a lot of fun at CSC. A big thank you to all of our friends and supporters who helped make Ginda's party and so many other birthday parties at CSC so special for the CSC kids!