These last few days I've been praying about him. I couldn't help but feel like he was meant to be mine, even though I hardly thought it was possible to sponsor him.
To go back a little bit, I never did mention this you guys. I was praying a week or so ago, and God pretty much told me that this was not the right time of my life to be going on my church's mission trip to the Philippines. I was absolutely disappointed. But, God put it on my heart that my time, money, and energy were going to be used elsewhere in my life. I accepted it and I figured I would be waiting awhile to find out what God had planned.
Nope. It took a week. He put this boy on my heart and took off with the idea.
Just now, during my lunch break, God put it on my heart to write out my budget on a piece of paper. I did. I turns out that I would be able to sponsor another child. There won't be much money leftover each month, but hey, you can't take it with you when you die, right?
So without further ado: here is my beautiful new child: