November 6, 2008

Things That Make Me Sad

He is already forgetting his Amharic. I would so love to keep his language alive for him. I have recorded him praying to have as a keepsake. He is even starting to pray in English now, which I love to hear....but I miss his amharic prayers.

When I asked him what he would eat in Ethiopia and he told me bread dipped in water and then 'it was finished, no more food'

He tells me that the older boys in his neighborhood would hit him and kick him when he was crying and grab him by his coat.

That he continually thinks we are cheating him with something...whether it is books, food or attention.

When he asks to get on the plane and for our whole family to go Ethiopia.

When he gets a far away look in his eyes and I can tell he's thinking about home.

When he tells me about when he was taken to the orphanage.

When I think about his family must feel.

When I think about all the other children still needing a home in Ethiopia and all over the world.

When I think about the other orphanage we visited and how they just looked so lifeless and sad.

When I think about all the people in Ethiopia struggling for jobs, food, and just the basic necessities of life. When I think of how they are forced to make decisions that I can't even begin to fathom.

When I think of how often I just turn a blind eye to the pain and suffering of the world.

1 comment:

  1. I was just thinking... Put a man on the moon--check...Build an Atom bomb--check... Put a personal computer into millions of homes--check...Put America into billions of dollars in debt--check...Make a plan to help African AIDS orphans--lets just change the subject. ?Where are our priorities?


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