…he flinched…Posted: June 14, 2011
I felt like I was making progress. Sure, he tried to climb the stairs and get on the platform, but he’s a 4 year old, thats normal. Once he got the chance to go up the platform to help with songs, he was over it. It was so fun. I felt like we were bonding. He didn’t usually even smile at me, and this time he smiled – he even wanted me to pick him up! He was so much more well behaved than last time, that he helped us put away the tarp they sit on for the program. I was excited. I didn’t think it was that big a deal. I raised my palm at him to get a high five.
Thats when it happened.
Thats when he flinched.
My heart sank. Thats not normal.
This past Saturday I had the privilege to join Metro Ministries in their program, helping with games and with the craft. Since I moved here to San Jose, I’ve visited the kids here every Wednesday afternoon. I love this one family, sometimes the kids come out to play. Sometimes no. But they are always at the door, anxious to say hello when they see us. The little boy is always there, with his cousins (I honestly have no clue if he lives there or not).
Please. Family. Friends. Pray for him.
The flinch. Along with other behaviors make me wonder if he is being abused. And he is one out of so many kids that live in poor parts of San Jose.
Alot of you wonder why I am here. Why I don’t have a “real job”, using my degree. I feel that I have been called to show the love of God to children like this little boy that flinched. So for now, I am here. In Costa Rica. Working with Metro Ministries and getting ready to train a new group of young people in the Children at Risk School that starts in July.
Isaiah 58:10 – If you spend yourselves on behalf of the hungry and satisfy the needs of the oppressed, then your light will rise in the darkness, and your night will become like the noonday.