In November:“Smilovichi orphanage”

Posted: November 23, 2012 by Dobr9k in Smilovichi

Of all our trips to Smilovichi Asylum I liked the one that took place on November 22 the best. My heart was full of contradictory emotions. On the one hand I was happy to see the kids running to us for a hug. But on the other hand I was upset by seeing so many unhappy new-comers. More and more kids are under risk of growing without a family. Smilovichi’s wards are those whose parents are alcohol or drug addicts and are under arrest or on medical expertise. During the six months of their detention until the court motions a decision, the kids would have to live at the asylum. All those kids dream of a family – whether it be their original or adopted one, and they all dread to be sent to an orphanage.
On November 22 we were discussing Samson with the kids. We talked how important it is to be obedient and what are the consequences of our being disloyal to God. Then the boys played a game where they playfully competed against much stronger adults. And the girls were on a cheering team. It was nice to see how the kids supported and encouraged each other.
After our main Bible study we had group discussions. In my small group there were three 8-year olds. We constructed a dungeon with them and had a talk. I asked them what wish would they address to God and their answers broke my heart. Vanya said he didn’t want anything or anyone after his brother had severely beat him with his friends. And Lera said she’d like to have her mother at all her Birthday parties. These were such sad words. There are so many wounds and scars on those little hearts.
The time flew on that memorable night. We had to say good-bye to the kids and go back home. When I got to my cozy house and kissed my husband, I still couldn’t get rid of the unhappy thought of what uncertain future was awaiting those little ones.

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