Thursday, November 19, 2009

WORD OF THE DAY - Thursday 19 November 2009
















Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. (Philippians 4:8 NIV)

Наконец, братия мои, что только истинно, что честно, что справедливо, что чисто, что любезно, что достославно, что только добродетель и похвала, о том помышляйте. (К Филиппийцам 4:8 Russian)

Our Dear Heavenly Father ~ We come before you on this new day with hearts full of praise for the careful manner in which you provide for our every need. Give us wisdom as we reject the negative thinking of the world and focus our thoughts upon the beautiful gems that are revealed in your precious Word. As we get our heads straightened out, help us to behave with the goodness that becomes those who imitate Christ. In Jesus name we pray, Amen.

Yesterday morning when we arrived at the House for Babies, we saw the now familiar "Quarantined" sign on the front door. The director was out of town and the chief doctor came to greet us and explained more about their current situation. They rely upon donations from adoptive families for all their basic needs required in order to keep the institution operating. A few children are adopted locally, but for the most part, the ones that get adopted are from people in other countries. Of course those parents usually (not always) are looking for a baby that is free of any flaws. They have children here who are suffering a malady of birth defects related to sexually transmitted diseases and drug and alcohol addiction from the parents. Sadly, this is true in most places in the world these days. In addition, they receive help from a benevolent organization in Switzerland. That organization is named for one girl that was adopted from this orphan's home. The girl required many surgeries that were provided by the loving parents who established the fund in her honor.

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