Mpilo

Another Hope House little one has taken hold of my heart. The toddlers wake from their naps during our Friday lesson and sleepily wander in. Mpilo cuddled into my arms and fell asleep on my chest outside in the sunshine for the last hour of our visit. Some days we all just want to be held.

Lebitso

Little Thabang and Mpilo gave me an accidental Sesotho name today: Palesa. They thought my name was Palesa because it is a Sesotho name that sounds like Alicia. Palesa means flower. Cute!

Hope at Hope House

Hope House was so encouraging today. It is a joy to watch 30 children grow as God's truth and love rests in their hearts. Thabang, the three year old boy who peed on me last week, is a terror. Truely. He is so dear to me though. He who last week crumpled his paper, threw crayons at the other children and bit some of the interns, today carefully put the crayons away in their box, gernerously shared with others, and gently combed our hair with a stick. We cuddled, we played, and he carefully brought water from the hose to wash Katie's hair. My heart found rest today at Hope House. The older girls have taken to me too and invited me to sit with them, singing for me and teaching me to speak Zulu. I see Jesus in each one of their little faces.

Warm Welcome

Thabang peed on me when I arrived at Hope House this afternoon. Joy.

Faces Of Hope

We visited the Hope House orphanage in Harrismith today. The children are beautiful. We will visit them for 2 hours each Friday for the rest of the year singing songs, teaching them God's truth, and loving them as Jesus does. My photos are posted here: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2142350&id=116204457&l=df309f17e5