Indescribable

Nothing can really describe what my experience was like at Shepherd’s Field Orphanage. The lessons I learned and the stories I’ve brought back to share are surely going to be a part of me for the rest of my life. The kids there are so sweet. They know the concept of sharing with their fellow siblings even if they only have a little bit themselves. It was the cutest thing when there was one bottle of water and all the kids would take turns taking sips and passing it around. They all definitely know how to work their charm into making you carry them around and treating you as their own personal pony. Especially Jackson, a buff little 4 year old, always knew exactly how he would get me to give him exactly what he wanted. If I needed him to wash his hands, I would have to give him a piggyback ride from the classroom to the sink and if I didn’t run fast enough he would make me start over. This was the price I had to pay if I wanted the little Jackson to wash his hands. After a couple days of hanging out with him, the cutest thing happened. When other little kids wanted attention from me, Jackson would say: Stop it! She’s mine! From that moment on it was as if Jackson was really my little brother and I was his big sister.

Jackson

August 14th snuck up behind us so quickly and before we knew it, it was time to tell the kids we were leaving. When Nina & I told Jackson we were going back to the States, he ran into a little corner and started crying. We held him till he stopped crying and told him we would come back soon and play with him. Walking out the door was so difficult.

Josiah

Mikey

It’s been two weeks since I've been back and all those memories are so vivid in my mind. I miss those kids so much. Almost everyday I am on Shepherd’s Field Orphanage’s facebook page looking at all the pictures of the little kids. I am determined to keep my promise and go back to Shepherd’s Field next summer to play with Jackson. Until then, I pray that God continues to remind the kids that they are loved and that they are His children.

~ Patricia