Holy crap. The tears have come, which I'm glad for but my heart is so heavy right now. Perhaps all the talks with everyone and how Jeb seemed so disturbed when he visited the hospital last night, is helping me process all this. Before I was like: this is what I see everyday. But last night something hit me. I cried...hard...images of Wilinson laying in his bed, legs spread because his testicles are so swollen he can't lay any other way (all due to severe malnutrition), his face grimacing in pain. No four year old should have to endure this. Images of Lovenie, her swollen face at the end. Calim...Perhaps its starting to haunt me, but I would rather feel something than nothing at all. This has all taken me by surprise somehow.
Lam 2:11-12 is ringing true.
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Lamentations 2:11-12
My eyes fail from weeping," I am in torment within,: My heart is poured out on the ground because my people are destroyed, because children and infants faint in the streets of the city. They say to their mothers, "Where is bread and wine?" as they faint like wounded men in the streets of the city as their lives ebb away in their mother's arms.
Oh sweet girl, your mother cries for you and what you have seen and endured. God has given you strength for each day. I don't understand why we have plenty and there are those in need. Just love them and care for them as you know how. I pray for better days.
I Love You,
Mom
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