a moment of holy

On Sunday night, after dinner, Jason went off to a meeting and the boys and I lingered around the dining table unsure what to do with the hour or so we had remaining before bed-time. Unintentionally, I picked up a piece of mail from Compassion International and started opening it. In it, there were updates about two of the children Jason and I sponsor from Indonesia and Burkina Faso. I laid these updates on the table, not really thinking about them...until Collin asked, "What are those? What do they say?"

So I sat down and introduced my children to those two children from Compassion. We took out the map and we found where the countries were located. I told my kids that their grandma grew up in Indonesia too. We started reading about the country conditions where these children lived. We learned that the mosquitos in Indonesia often carried diseases (like malaria) - and people sometimes don't have money to get help from a doctor. We learned that Burkina Faso often has drought - where there is not enough water to grow food (like our tomato plants outside) and children often go hungry and are "malnourished" (that one took a while to explain). We saw pictures of the children's classrooms and pictures of their neighborhoods.

And then I suggested we pray together. Collin prayed for Indonesia - for God to protect the children from mosquitos with disease, and for sick people to get help from doctors. I prayed for our sponsored child in Burkina Faso - and for the drought and malnutrition there. We all said Amen, and then we went to the living room to play.

Who knows what really sunk in for the kids...but in those few minutes when we sat around the table, asking God to help and to bless, I do believe there was a moment of holy.