Since I last blogged I have been dealing with two situations in particular that have been weighing down on me. While I had no control over either, I feel like I could have done a lot to help prevent these from happening. Let me explain…
Last Friday, I noticed that I had a mosquito bite in a very unexpected place. This bite was on my tushy…right at the part where I sit. This bite was not special, just itchy. I tried not to scratch but I couldn’t help myself. It was driving me nuts!! By Monday, my little mosquito bite was very irritated and was no longer responding to the Benadryl and Neosporin. On Tuesday I went to the doctor and was told that my bite was now a staph infection.
I am going to spare you guys the disgusting details, but I will say that they had to cut the infection out. I’ve had surgery once before and suffered in the past from Endometriosis, but I have never felt pain like this. It is a constant shooting/burning pain and the only thing that helps is when I lay on my tummy and take my pain killers. I am heading back to the doc this afternoon for a checkup so that we can make sure my infection is going away and not getting worse.
Needless to say, I am not a happy camper. If I would have just left the bite alone I would not be going through all this pain. (Forgive me for being Captain Obvious)
The second situation also occurred last Friday. I was online fixing to pay my contribution for my 2 sponsored children, when I noticed that my oldest child, Wilkemberg, was missing. My heart sunk, and at that moment I knew something was very wrong. Unfortunately, this wasn’t the first time this happened to me. I immediately called Compassion to find out what was going on. What they told me next broke my heart.
The man I spoke with told me that Wilkemberg’s parents removed him from the program. He is no longer attending school, Bible class, or church. He did write me a final letter, and they suggested that I do the same.
This is a picture of sweet Wilkemberg. I didn’t have a digital file, but I did want to share him with y’all. For the past 2.5 years Wilkemberg and I have written letters back and forth. I have received pictures and drawings from this precious little boy. In February, I wrote about Wilkemberg calling himself my sponsored son and the joy I felt when I read this. One of the last letters I received from him was the one below…
Dear sponsor Lindsey. I’m so happy, I took an outing with the project, it was so nice. I like Luke 18:27. The impossible for men are possible to God. I’m learning English with an American teacher, I’m loving the project, the school front is beautiful, how are you? I’m fine. You look beautiful in that photo. My favorite sport is soccer. From your sponsored son Wilkemberg. Happy Birthday and a good wedding. Be happy! Many Kisses.
Compassion is an excellent organization that helps children all over the world become sponsored. However, this is the second time a child that I have built a relationship with leaves. I know they have no control over this, but I am heartbroken. Just recently I was talking to Keith about taking a trip to Brazil to meet Wilkemberg…I thought I was going to be able to watch him grow into a man…I thought I’d always be able to help him.
I don’t know why his parent’s removed him from the program, but I feel like there’s something I could have done to help them out. I feel like I didn’t pray enough or write to them enough or send enough to them….the list goes on and on. The only thing I can do is cling to the fact that God has everything under control, and that includes whether or not I understand the situation.
***Please pray for Wilkemberg and his family. Pray that the Lord consumes their lives and that He would keep them safe. Also, please pray for my staph infection to go away. I would really like to be pain free again…***