I ache for the children

I ache for the children

There are so many children that are hurt, so many children that are not with their parents, so many children that are sick, so many children who are careers, so many children who are not happy, so many children who are abused, so many children do not go to school, so many children do not have running water, so many children do not have shoes, so many children do not have a home, so many children do not have toys, so many children do not have two parents, so many children didn’t make it and my heart aches for them. My heart aches for the parents who are not able to provide for them. It hard when you have children dependant on you and you are not able to provide the things that they need. I ache for the children. I ache for their parents.

So many people across the world have their own different past, they have their own different journeys, they have their own different jobs, they have their own different families, they have their own history but we are all joined together by pain, by a longing and by an aching. So many people have loved children that are not theirs, they have fostered, they have adopted, they have been their guardians. Those people have helped children to grow up with people who are not their parents. They have acted to the children like parents and have helped them to have a better future than they could have had. So many people have a longing to have children, they are sick so not able to, they are single and so are not able to, they do not have the finances so not able to. They have an aching to have children and it can be hard to adjust to these situations.

It can be hard to be in these situations and it will be hard to carry on. Even though we come from different countries, we have different languages, we have different food we all have a similar aching. We all have an ache to help children all across the world to have better things and to have a better childhood. We ache for the children who are not ours and it can be hard. We still think about those children, we still think about whether they are okay, we still think about them as if they are in our lives and it can be hard. We want the best for them but we are not their to help them. As much as we want to forget about those children we met in our gap year, we met on the streets or we met in another country the attachment will not stop and we will always think about them and how they are getting on.

However, there will be some days we will forget about them and there will be some days when we feel bad about it. I would do anything to help children to know that they are loved, I want them to know that they can keep on going, they can have the life that they dream off. It will be hard to keep on going some days because the pain will be bad, the aching will be intense but those children will have such a better life because we have been part of it. Children have learnt to attach themselves to us, they have learnt that they have been loved, they have learnt that they can cry with us, they can rely on us, they can feel safe and that is all what a child needs and it is important to be able to show these to all children.

As much as we would like to be with children all the time and we would like to help them to have a good childhood to have a better future we will not always be there, we will not be able to keep them safe. The best thing that we will be able to do is we will be able to pray for them. We can commit them to God and we will be able to ask Him to protect and look after them. We will not be able to feed them but we can pray that God will provide them with the food that they need and to give them the strength that they need to keep on going. It will be hard to sit back and trust in God but we need to and God will help us to believe that He can do all things. God will look after children, the elderly, the young, the babies, the small, the large and it will be amazing to see how God works in all peoples lives.

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