Thinking..too much..

As I've been sitting and doing basically nothing this whole Christmas break I've had alot of time to think.. and that's probably an understatement. 

Let me just ramble on for a bit about the one thing that cross's my mind on a normal day...

THESE BEAUTIFUL CHILDREN. 

Most of the time when I'm thinking about them i get

frustrated

and

confused

But then I remember the God I serve and how good He is to us. I know that God is going to take care of those beautiful children, I know that they are being watched over the most high King. I just wonder sometimes why I can not do more, more to help them and take them out of the situation they are in. There is literally, I don't think an hour in my day that I do not think about Rwanda, and what I can do to get back there and help. Whether I'm reminded by the tattoo on my foot or the Africa shaped ornament hanging in my car, I think about them and pray. I know, deep down in the pit of my stomach that I'm going to be doing something in Rwanda. God has put such a strong passion inside of me to be there and for those beautiful people. So when I start thinking about that I get,

excited

and

hopeful

I don't know why God would pick a little ol' girl like me to do such a big thing in His kingdom, but I'm sure glad He did and that I get to spend time and see the smile's on those children's faces.

I miss those children everyday.

I pray for those children everyday.

I love thinking about going back and being able to hold there hands again.

I love thinking about going back and playing patty-cake again. 

I love thinking about going back and hearing the song "Baby" sung  by there sweet voices. 

I love those children. 

They have stolen my heart. 

I will  do whatever I can for them. 

That's why I know God gave me faith bigger than my fear.