Every Tuesday morning, I visit the children at the orphanage of the neighboring village, Simões Filho, with Carmen, a Heart’s Home missionary from Ecuador .
The more I go, the more I like it but each time it is hard! Dozens of little boys (from four to eleven years old) without father, nor mother, nor uncle, nor aunt, nor grandmother. Who can love them and take care of them? These children hardly count as people; they have no value in the eyes of men. These children learn to survive without kisses or cuddles, to take care of themselves, to defend themselves. They transform a bottle-cap and a bit of string into a game. They arrive at the orphanage in an inhuman state...
There, the mission of Heart’s Home is to love. Love means spending time with others, listening, playing, taking them into our arms, drying their tears. Showing them they are valuable. But it is difficult since there are so numerous. Some of them are violent and abide by the law of the strongest. Love means granting more attention to the smallest, the most fragile. Love means developing a “suffering detector” to go where the trigger is set and show that someone cares. Finally, it means becoming the presence that makes the suffering more bearable.
Little by little, visit after visit, the friendships start to blossom, we want to organize some outings with some of them. A weekend for them to go out of their gray and closed environment, a place where they can play with other children in freedom in the nature, and they will laugh.
A Heart’s Home missionary in Brazil