
I held back my tears, trying not to create a scene right before bed, but don't worry the next day I let it out. In fact I let it out while showing Aria the picture; trying to teach her what a lucky girl she is and to not take for granted the food her father and I provide. I think that hit her, as she saw my tears slowly slide down my cheek. She felt compassion for the child just as I, and together we sat there wishing we could get on a plane and give that little boy some food. I prayed that God would somehow get that boy some food to spare his life, so his mother could continue to love him and so that he could live to see the day when he could walk out of that refugee camp.
I did some research on the camp, and the crisis in Yemen, and the World Food Programme and Unicef are currently aiding the people in the camps and surrounding areas. But of course there are so many malnourished children that still children are dying every day. So I am going to do what I can to donate. World Food Programme gives you the option to specifically donate to child hunger and of course Unicef you can donate to specific countries. I just wish I could personally go there and give them what they need....
Just wanted to share this, in hopes that maybe I can get some of my readers to donate as well. Apparently Yemen is a forgotten country and according to Unicef approximately 250 children die daily of malnutrition. I feel guilty and blessed all at once but I know that God makes this all happen for a reason, and he gives us compassionate hearts so that we can care for those in need. To all those children who are hungry today....you are in my thoughts and prayers that soon food will come your way.