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God’s Promise…

7-8“But blessed is the man who trusts me, God, the woman who sticks with God.

They’re like trees replanted in Eden, putting down roots near the rivers—

Never a worry through the hottest of summers, never dropping a leaf,

Serene and calm through droughts, bearing fresh fruit every season.  Jeremiah 17:7-8 MSG

Most of the things God has called my family to do –doesn’t make much sense to us, let alone those peeking in to our lives. The only thing we know is that when the Spirit continues to nudge – we have to be obedient.

A few weeks ago Jose and I visited the St. Louis campus. We met a little girl named Isebelle. She doesn’t weigh more than 10lbs and she’s nearly 5 months old. Her mother died of TB back in January. When I met Isebelle, I immediately saw Rosie peeking through those gorgeous dark eyes.  She almost took my breath away. My mind immediately traveled back in time. Rosie had so much sickness her first year of life – it’s a miracle she survived. She was 9 months old before she could even hold up her head.

While Isebelle is alert, her smile melts the heart. Yet, I can’t help but notice some significant developmental delays. Perhaps it’s because she was born premature or her mom had TB during her pregnancy. Maybe it’s because she only weighs a few pounds and she just needs some one-on-one care. Whatever the case may be, Isebelle isn’t thriving like a typical 5 month-old.

Over the past few weeks God has been nudging Jose and I to once again open our home and hearts.  The thought of such an investment has been pretty overwhelming. After all, our twins are turning 3 in June! I’m sure we (or those closest to us) could make a list a mile long of reasons why a family of 9 might want to re-think adding one more mouth to feed.

Please pray for her as we begin pouring into her precious little life. Like the many Haitian children that have been placed in our lives through the years, we are loving Isebelle as if she were our own but prepared to follow the Lord’s leading in her final placement. The name Isebelle means “God’s promise”. Our prayer is that we can give her a beginning that allows her to convey His promise of hope to those of her generation and that she would be identified as a child of the King rather than just another Castillo.

Now, having framed this up in a palatable manner for those who cannot believe we are doing this again–We are happy to introduce you to – Isebelle.

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Scarred or Starved…

Psalm 11:5   The Lord examines both the righteous and the wicked. He hates those who love violence.

The Stories:

It’s Spring 2011. We just finished showing Finding Nemo at the town square. We told the children that Jesus searches for us just like the father fish searched for Nemo. When the movie ended, a child no more than 8 years old walked over to me and we had the follow exchange:

Little boy: “Thanks for showing the movie.”
Me: “I’m so glad you enjoyed it!”
Little boy: “No, you don’t understand, when I get home tonight my daddy will be asleep. He won’t be able to touch me. So thanks for showing the movie.”

It’s a conversation that I can’t forget. It’s one of many that I can’t understand.

***

I recently talked to a lady in our church. She told me that she knew her boyfriend was abusing her children. If she leaves him her children will starve. He provides for the family. He pays the rent. He provides the food.

Does she risk life and death for the scars of abuse? 

***

When we first moved to the Mole, we came across a family with two slave children. We immediately reached out to those children and their family broke one of their arms. When we reach out to those children, they hurt them.

If we don’t reach out to those children, they still hurt them. 

***

For the last few months, I regularly see two little boys in my clinic. They are typical little boys – always into trouble. Each week I clean the wounds on their backs. Scars from the beatings that their grandma gave them. Wounds that remind me of the back of Jesus.

Do they even know if anyone loves them? Who will pour into their lives?

***

We recently held a Vacation Bible School. During the VBS, we met two small children who couldn’t believe that Jesus loved them. They were abused by their earthly father and could not make a connection that their Father in Heaven would be any different.

How can we give them the HOPE of Heaven? How can we show them God’s unending love?

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Over the last two years, we have met with hundreds of teens. As we began to know them personally, we found that 90% had been abused by either a family member or a neighbor.

How do we keep them from repeating what they’ve experienced with their own children? 

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My heart just can’t take it anymore. I’m completely broken before the Lord. God has opened my eyes to the layers of darkness in my community and the surrounding neighborhoods. God has laid it so heavily on my heart that I can no longer “tell” about the stories. But He’s empowered me to “change” the stories.

The Vision: My staff has been praying the last several months about how we might stop the cycle of abuse in Haiti, especially at the Mole.

We want to start a campaign that will begin with education.  We want to go to the radio stations and start educating. We want to go to the schools and educate the children. We want to make banners to hang over the main streets. We want to create shirts & buttons – constant reminders that what is happening is not okay.

We want to offer a way out for families who feel like they must stay in an abusive home because there’s no other way to feed their families. We want to start gearing our VBS towards good touch/bad touch. We want the children to understand that what is happening to them is not okay and we’re ready to advocate for them.

The Call: We need you!

We need you to immerse us in prayer first and foremost!  We are attacking a crime that no one wants to talk about. We know we will meet resistance along the way. We know that we will receive threats and curses. But we have no fear –  because we also know that greater is HE that is in us!

We will need help with funds in order to give families a way out of their abusive home!

We need wisdom – wisdom to figure all of this out. Wisdom to do this in the right way – a way that will be pleasing to God.

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Fall Down On Me…

What can I say
That You have never heard
What can I offer You
And where can I go
That You have never been
That You can’t lead me through

Take my hand
Hear this cry
Only You can satisfy

Fall down on me
Drop me to my knees
Pour over me
I’m deeper than the sea
Rain on me
With a love, until I drown
I need You to fall down

Well if I had one place
Just one place to be
Well, I’d be at Your feet
And if I had one prayer
I know that I’d pray
I’d ask You to fall down on me

Take my hand
Hear this cry
Only You can satisfy

Fall down on me
Drop me to my knees
Pour over me
I’m deeper than the sea
Rain on me
With a love, until I drown
I need you to fall down

Take my words
Hear this cry
Only You can satisfy

Fall down on me
Drop me to my knees
Pour over me
I’m deeper than the sea
Rain on me
With a love, until I drown
I need you to fall down