Today we visited with Josefina and her daughter, Hilde. They invited us into their freshly painted home with wall patched together with brick, found wood and cardboard. Their entire home is smaller than a typical bedroom in the US.
While I’m here in the DR, I want to learn first hand how Compassion is impacting lives. I want the mothers to tell me how life is different now that their child has a sponsor.
When Steve and I asked Josefina to tell us how life is different now that Hilde has a sponsor through Compassion. Her response was, “Everything is different.”
So we pressed for more specifics.
“Can you give us specific examples of things she has now that she didn’t have before?”
This single mom with deep dimples and tired eyes, responded, “Now she has shoes. Now she has food to eat. Now she can go to school.”
Oh. Wow. We let it sink in.
Every minute of everyday of Hilde’s life is different.
Hilde literally has shoes and food because of her Compassion sponsor. Daily life is livable because of the resources provided through Compassion. And the future looks different because of the education, training and opportunities available to Hilde through Compassion.
I asked her mom, “What do you want for Hilde that you couldn’t do for yourself?”
And she looked back at me with tears in her eyes.
And that lump came up in my throat. Because I am a mom, too. And I want every good thing for my children. And we cried together. Because life is hard. And being a mom is hard. Being a mom in poverty with very few resources is even harder.
I gave Josefina the necklace she is wearing. She put in on and told me, “No one has ever given me gift like this.”
She touched the necklace around her neck and I knew it was something truly precious to her.
As we turned to leave, I commented on a rag rug laid over a plastic chair.
“This is lovely, did you make it?”, I asked.
She picked it up, folded it into fourths and put it in a plastic bag. She put it in my hands and gave me a tight squeeze.
Josefina, who has so little, gave freely and without hesitation. I felt the lump in my throat and wondered why I am so hesitant to give when I have so much?
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Friends, I tell you this story only so that you can know, without a doubt that sponsoring a child through Compassion, changes a life. I don’t want you to feel one ounce of guilt. I only want you to know that you can come alongside a mama and help her care for her child.
You can change a child’s life today. You can change their future.
You can be part of something truly amazing and beautiful.