When God closes a door . . .

They do not fear bad news; 

they confidently trust the Lord to care for them.

Psalm 112:7 New Living Translation

The Compassion center at Ewauso Kdong.

As you may know, for the past eight years, I have sponsored a little lady from India through the organization Compassion, International. Neela has grown from that little girl into a beautiful young woman. And because life goes on and sometimes it gets away from us, my little lady in India is no longer in the program. (This link might answer some of your questions regarding this.) 

I got a call Friday night from Compassion explaining the situation and was asked if I wanted to sponsor a different child in India. “Well,” I said to the woman on the other end of the phone, “Can I tell you my story?”

After I rambled for a bit, the woman asked, “So would you like to sponsor a child in Kenya?”

Ya think?

I knew that this would happen one day, that I would be asked if I wanted to continue sponsorship and where would I like this new child to be from? I go on the Compassion website all the time trying to find kids who might be living in the places I visited in Africa. How cool would it be for them to walk the same land that I walked? How cool if Val could find this new child while she is still in Kenya?

God guide me, send me to the child who needs me the most.

“Um,” I said to the Compassion woman still holding on the other end, “Give me a girl in Kenya who has been waiting the longest for a sponsor.”

“I have a little girl – I can’t pronounce her name, but she is nine years old. Oh, her birthday is July 11. What a wonderful birthday present for her.”

“That’s perfect,” was all I could answer because by this time I was crying.

“We will send her profile within a week. Otherwise if you go to our website, she should be on your account within 24 hours.”

This was eight o’clock Friday night. When I checked my Compassion account at six am Saturday morning, there was my new little girl. Mueni. No, she is not from any place that I have visited or that Val has visited. According to Google Maps she is a good two and a half hour drive from Nairobi, which on Kenyan roads is more like five hours.

But that is ok. Just like Neela from India, Mueni is the child God chose for me. And I will accept His will.  

The Lord will work out his plans for my life— for your faithful love, O Lord, endures forever. 

Don’t abandon me, for you made me. 

Psalm 138:8 New Living Translation

And Lord, don’t abandon Neela or Mueni. Amen

The Compassion center in Nairobi.