If
you've been reading my blog for any amount of time, you'll know my
Basomingera Ada from Rwanda. My sweet girl that I've been writing to
for almost four years now.
Four
years. That's a long time.
So
when I logged in to my Compassion account and noticed that her
precious face was missing, alarm bells went off in my head. I
immediately contacted Compassion, and learned the news that makes
every correspondent sponsor's heart sink. Ada's financial sponsor had
dropped her.
Logically,
I tried to look at my finances. But thankfully for all of us, your
heart doesn't always follow the dictates of your bank account.
Because
I remembered the first time I saw this precious face.
I
remembered the overwhelming joy that flooded my soul when I looked
into those melting chocolate eyes and felt like I'd found a piece of
myself. I remembered that night, lying awake and loving this child
that I didn't know, but yet felt like I had known forever. The words
of a song by Christina Perri rang through my mind that night... they
played over and over. I have come to call this song "Ada's
Song", and whenever I hear it, I think of her.
And
as I stared at the blank spot on my account, where my darling girl's
face used to look back at me, I remembered her words.
"I
thank you for your previous letter you wrote to me and many more
other letters you keep sending me and tell me that Jesus is a Friend
Who can never forsake me. I thank you for the nice pictures. Please
continue writing me."
"I
feel like missing you."
"Thank
you so much for your having accepted to be my sponsor. It reminds me
of how Jesus loved me and accepted to be my sponsor."
"I
am so glad to hear from you and know that I am part of your family."
"I
pray for you to be with God all the time."
"I
thank God Who connected us. I wish to be a doctor and I wish to see
you."
"I
thank you for being a good parent and I was happy for the good things
you always do to me. I believe to have a better future."
And
lastly, I looked at this precious face.
And
the rest is, as they say, history. Welcome to the family Basomingera
Ada... my fourth sponsored child. My own. My heart, my world. God
willing, I will sponsor her until she graduates out of the program.
You've
come home, beautiful Basomingera. I will be the last sponsor you ever
have. And I will love you for the rest of my life.
And
to quote Matthew West's song One Less, "There's one less
broken heart in the world tonight."
