
Well, we all know that I live in the ghetto - I love my place but it is so strange sometimes. Those that have hung out here at all know that there are ALWAYS extra kids around. Not even necessarily friends of my children, just kids that hang out and I dont know who their parents are. At one point in my day there were 7 children
IN my house, Colton, Levi, Madison, Brandon, Mitchelle, Savannah and Autumn. THEN, if you looked onto my deck outside, there was
5 more children under the age of 5: CJ, Trevian, Colby, Trinity and Sara. Yes, that would be a total of 12 children. At 8:00pm Madison informed me that the little ones, CJ, Colby, Sara and Trinity needed to come inside cause they were cold and their parents wont let them come in the house until someone came to get them cause they had something
"PRIVATE" to do!! My issue is not with the poor little kids being here - its the lets say "parents" of the kids. Like, hello, is that an option to
"get it on" while the neighbour you have never met is watching the children . . . it overwhelms me with sadness and frustration . . . and compassion.
I dont need God to help me see the needs around me, I SEE THEM, help me to be wise, patient and full of your love.