Precious Little Ones

On Saturday, we visited a nearby village community which provides homes and care for orphans, the disabled, and elderly people.  It isn't a "home" but rather a community that has dedicated itself to taking care of those who need it most.  Our group made donations of maize, sugar and other staples that will be needed during the "starving time" here -- December, January, February. The community had prepared a wide array of music, dancing and drama for our group in an effort to say 'zikomo' [thanks] for our contribution.  The skits that were performed were most entertaining.  The music encompassed drumming accompanied by traditional dancing, as well as a rhythm band, which played instruments that were made out of bottles, wood and strings, the tops of soda bottles, etc.  The creativity and thought that had gone into making those instruments was incredible!  Speeches were made, and it was a day of celebration. During the program, various children, all orphans, befriended members of our group.  One by one, they walked to one of our girls and climbed up into their laps.  It was precious.  Our RU girls had their arms full of babies, one of which fell sound asleep in Caitlyn's arms.  (I thought we might be bringing a baby back on the bus with us!).  The little one cried and cried when Caitlyn had to leave.  It made me think how children are the same everywhere -- They just want to be loved....and don't we all.     One little girl named Virginia made her way over to me during the ceremonies.  She looked to be about 7 years old and her little dress was dirty and torn.  She had a beautiful smile.  Virginia smiled, looking up at me and put her little hand in mine.  I know little Virginia and all of her precious friends are orphans and they likely have a difficult life ahead.  They need to be cared for, provided for and loved.  I am thankful that there are communities in Malawi such as this one.