We recently offered readers an opportunity to receive a free 2011 desk calendar if they blogged about us or entered our daily comment drawing by posting a blog comment. That opportunity is now closed, but we received many wonderful responses. This blog submission from Cheri Duchrow particularly moved us.
I started sponsoring children in 2003. I thought it was a good thing to help someone else and it would be good for my daughter.
Little did I know how these children would move the Holy Spirit in me. For almost two years, I had good intentions of writing but somehow did not make room in my schedule to do so.
Slowly but surely the Lord kept calling me to grow in relationship with Him and His people.
I heard speakers reflect on Exodus 16 where the Lord provides manna for His people and we are to only gather what we need. God honors radical risk-taking acts of faith evident in many biblical stories.
He led me to speak about child sponsorship, advocate letter writing and honor the relationships He had given me through these individuals, my extended family members.
I have witnessed many God moments at a sponsorship table. My latest child sponsorship has its own God story.
Joshiammal, Cheri’s sponsored child
Florence, Cheri’s sponsored child in Mathare
I had read about others’ experiences in many countries where people make a living in city dumps and live in the slums. These break into the silence of my soul, and I cannot shut out the images.
One trip focused on Kenya and the Mathare slums. Even though I sponsored several individuals, I thought surely I could press myself and sponsor one more. When I called there weren’t any individuals available there.
Though I thought about Mathare on occasion, I let it slip into the background and the business of life took over.
Several months later I received one of CFCA’s informative magazines outlining several success stories. One talked about a program for the children in the Mathare area.
This was God shouting through the darkness, reminding me of the work He needed to do through me. I made a note to call CFCA to check into sponsoring there.
Another week went by. On a Sunday night I went to CFCA’s website, which had started to put pictures of the individuals needing to be sponsored.
I thought I would see whether any individuals from Kenya lived near Mathare. I thought maybe a girl or boy about 9 or 10 would be nice.
Then there was her photo. It wasn’t the photo that caught my eye but her name – Florence.
That was my Mom’s name. She passed away in 2006. I did not know if this precious Florence was from Mathare.
By now I knew the Lord was calling and could delay no longer. I called CFCA the next day and asked if they had any individuals available to sponsor from the Mathare Kenyan project. The answer was yes.
Dare I ask about Florence? I almost hung up without asking, but I did. The person helping me could check the website and let me know where she was from.
You guessed it. In all of Kenya yes, she lived in Mathare!
If that wasn’t convincing enough, after her first letter it is apparent that she has the same loving and giving soul as my mother.
At only 9 she dreams of being a doctor and helping others like all those who have helped her.
I have met some of the children I currently sponsor. I am joyfully waiting on the Lord for what He holds for me this September as I continue this faith journey by going to Kenya with CFCA and meet this incredible friend God has given me.