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Alice, Leah, and their younger brother were abandoned at a young age and all grew up in the orphanage, but it is the Hand of God that got them there. Their mother locked her three small children in the pig’s pen, sold her house without telling the new owner that the children were there, and left. Thankfully they were found before starving. Today Alice has graduated from the University with a degree as a social worker and has volunteered with Belief in Motion. Alice and Leah have both come to trust Jesus and the scars in their hearts are healing.

Giţa was found when he was seven years old, begging in the streets with no shoes or coat on a cold, rainy day. His mother died when he was young, so his alcoholic father sent him out with no shoes or coat so he could get more money, not caring that Giţa would be sick from the cold, as he was when they brought him in. Giţa had never been allowed to go to school, so he is behind where he should be academically. At fourteen years old, he has never known a mother’s love or a father’s approval.

Patrick is in government care because his mother simply got tired of having kids. He is a smart and cute 12 year old, but emotionally he is wounded and immature. His prayer has been that his mother would get convicted and return for him, and he was recently crushed to learn that she had left to work in Spain without even coming to tell him goodbye.

Alex has a similar story. His father died and mother didn't want him. When he was six she decided he was too much trouble and took him to an orphanage. There he was abused and molested by older boys. Now 16 years old he is a hurting young man, trying to find his own way, but needing healing only Jesus can give.

Every child we meet has a story, many of them too heartbreaking to tell. We are so blessed to be a part of Belief in Motion and have the opportunity to share with these abandoned children the good news that they have a Father who will never leave them. Please pray for these wounded hearts who are so dear to their Heavenly Father.

Little Reminders

I’ve reached the point where I had to buy a new rolling pin here in Romania. For some reason that’s been a holdout for me. It symbolizes for me the end of an era—baking with my own kids; and the beginning of a new one—baking in Romania without them. I have this opportunity to bake with a few kids at the Minor Center who are not in school yet, so I am taking it, but there is a sadness too. A rolling pin reminds me of cookies & biscuits & all the fun things I did with my kids. I miss my kids & those days incredibly. Now I’m trusting the Lord for new memories with other kids, kids I already love, though none can ever replace in my heart the feelings & special place Cricket, Adam, David, & Kelsey hold and my grandkids Bryce, Brittany, & London.