For those of you that read my posts you probably remember this post about Angel Tree! At that time I was a warrior for a little cutie named Lark, well Lark found her family, and I had to pick a new little one! I also made this post about my new child, and I never actually told you all who I was a new warrior for! Now it's officially Angel Tree time, and I have the goal of raising $1000 before December 31st for my Angel Boy! So I have decided to write this post and introduce my new Angel Tree child!
George (For some reason I just find that to be the most adorable name.) is 9 years old, and lives in an orphanage in Eastern Europe. He was born with Down syndrome, he can walk with support, and loves to play with toys! He is described as friendly and has a positive attitude, he has opportunities to play games and other activities but he does not always participate. He is the sweetest little Angel Boy and is not aggressive towards himself or others. This Christmas season I am determined to find him a family, and raise $1,000 for him!
I am so blessed and thankful that I get to be George's Angel Tree Warrior this Christmas! I chose George for two reasons, one I come from a family full of boys. I have 7 younger brothers and 2 older brothers, so I know how little boys act, and how they love to build Legos, play out side, and play the video game. I am able to connect with little boys like George so much easier because I have so many brothers. It breaks my heart to think about one of my little brothers being in George's situation, that terrifying thought gives me the drive to save George!
Reason number two for why I chose George, I will be going on a trip to his country in just a few weeks. I will get to see the inside of an orphanage, and see just how horribly these kids are forced to live. I will be able to see just a little more of what George's life is like, and that too will help me grow a strong bond to this sweet child who has no one.
So this Christmas season I hope you will consider donating to George's Angel Tree fund, and share his picture in hopes that a family will rescue him. Lets make this Georges last Christmas alone! Who's with me?
If you donate $35 or more to George's Angel Tree fund you will be sent an ornament with George's photo on it, to hang on your Christmas Tree! :) Here is a link to George's profile: http://reecesrainbow.org/53858/george192
Friday, November 1, 2013
Angel Tree, Angel Tree, ANGEL TREE!!
Hello! I'm Alyssa! 21, Big sister, dog mom, coffee enthusiast, Jesus lover and blogger. I hope that my writings inspire and encourage some of you!
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Send Me Out
This past weekend I went on a wonderful adventure, to visit some very loved "family" in Hermosillo, Mexico. I have been down to Casa Esperanza Para Ninos, 5 times now and ever time I go down I fall even more in love with the kids. (For those of you that haven't been following my blog, Casa Epseranza Para Ninos is an orphanage in Hermosillo, Mexico that my church works with.) I love the culture, the people, the language, it just has captured my heart!
I spent 3 days down there, and it just wasn't enough time for me. I've been back for 4 days and I am already longing to go back. But alas I'm not sure when I will get to go back. (I'll expand a little more on that in a different post.) So I soaked up all the snuggles, hugs, and smiles that I could while I was down there.
While we were down in Hermosillo, we helped finish up the new house that has been built. That house once it's finished will be able to house 15 more orphans. How cool is that? We put on door handles, we swept, and we helped put up bird board. One of the many reasons why I enjoy going down to Mexico, is that I always learn something new. This passed weekend when we went down I learned how to install door hardware. Yes, that seems like a small and silly task, but now it's just another skill that I've acquired.
One of the nights we all gathered around a huge bonfire, side by side, in Spanish as well as English and worshiped. We worshiped the same God, in our own languages and we even worshiped in each others languages. That is one of my favorite times. I think it's absolutely amazing that although we can't communicate through words because of the language barrier, we can all worship the same God, and give thanks for those times when we get to see a little more of His heart.
We spent our Saturday at the beach with the Casa kids. We spent hours swimming, eating delicious Pollo (Chicken) and just having a beautiful time. I must say that every time I go to Mexico, and we go to the beach, the song "How He Loves" always gets stuck in my head. I stand and I look around me, I see the kids, and massive ocean and I just think of how God's grace is like an ocean, I think about how much I am loved by a God that is too big to describe. I start to realize just how small I am, how compared to the size of the oceans, or the different countries, or even to the universe, I am a small speck. A small speck, that the creator of the earth chooses to care about, and love so much that He sent his son to be beaten, and hated, given a crown of thorns, and ultimately killed so that could have my sins washed away. So that I could live and have opportunities like Mexico, so that I could love these kids just like God loves me. I am awestruck at God's love for little old me.
Every time I go to Mexico I come back with a new understanding of God's love, and He always allows me to see just a little more of His heart. For that I am thankful, I'm just so thankful that I have this understanding of God's love (Although I don't fully understand, because His sacrifice was so great.) that helps me love and serve others as He did. His son came and served us, so that we had an example of how we should serve others. Even though I'm not always the best at it, I want nothing more in life then to be directly in the middle of God's will for my life, even if it means being uncomfortable. So here I AM send ME.
I spent 3 days down there, and it just wasn't enough time for me. I've been back for 4 days and I am already longing to go back. But alas I'm not sure when I will get to go back. (I'll expand a little more on that in a different post.) So I soaked up all the snuggles, hugs, and smiles that I could while I was down there.
While we were down in Hermosillo, we helped finish up the new house that has been built. That house once it's finished will be able to house 15 more orphans. How cool is that? We put on door handles, we swept, and we helped put up bird board. One of the many reasons why I enjoy going down to Mexico, is that I always learn something new. This passed weekend when we went down I learned how to install door hardware. Yes, that seems like a small and silly task, but now it's just another skill that I've acquired.
One of the nights we all gathered around a huge bonfire, side by side, in Spanish as well as English and worshiped. We worshiped the same God, in our own languages and we even worshiped in each others languages. That is one of my favorite times. I think it's absolutely amazing that although we can't communicate through words because of the language barrier, we can all worship the same God, and give thanks for those times when we get to see a little more of His heart.
We spent our Saturday at the beach with the Casa kids. We spent hours swimming, eating delicious Pollo (Chicken) and just having a beautiful time. I must say that every time I go to Mexico, and we go to the beach, the song "How He Loves" always gets stuck in my head. I stand and I look around me, I see the kids, and massive ocean and I just think of how God's grace is like an ocean, I think about how much I am loved by a God that is too big to describe. I start to realize just how small I am, how compared to the size of the oceans, or the different countries, or even to the universe, I am a small speck. A small speck, that the creator of the earth chooses to care about, and love so much that He sent his son to be beaten, and hated, given a crown of thorns, and ultimately killed so that could have my sins washed away. So that I could live and have opportunities like Mexico, so that I could love these kids just like God loves me. I am awestruck at God's love for little old me.
Every time I go to Mexico I come back with a new understanding of God's love, and He always allows me to see just a little more of His heart. For that I am thankful, I'm just so thankful that I have this understanding of God's love (Although I don't fully understand, because His sacrifice was so great.) that helps me love and serve others as He did. His son came and served us, so that we had an example of how we should serve others. Even though I'm not always the best at it, I want nothing more in life then to be directly in the middle of God's will for my life, even if it means being uncomfortable. So here I AM send ME.
Hello! I'm Alyssa! 21, Big sister, dog mom, coffee enthusiast, Jesus lover and blogger. I hope that my writings inspire and encourage some of you!
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
Happy Day!
Today is a good day.
For many reasons, but mainly for a very wonderful reason.
My Angel Tree Baby?
Miss Lark?
She has a....
FAMILY!!!!
Yes, a family!!
I'm so overjoyed, and excited for her to be rescued!
As for me and Angel Tree?
Well I have requested a new Angel Tree child!
I will announce the child, when it's official! :)
Hello! I'm Alyssa! 21, Big sister, dog mom, coffee enthusiast, Jesus lover and blogger. I hope that my writings inspire and encourage some of you!
Monday, September 30, 2013
A Plea For A Family
Two sweet sisters, ages 5, and 6 waiting to be chosen.
Both sisters, sweet and precious.
One with a mental delay, and the other with Down syndrome.
They would make wonderful daughters.
Both sisters, sweet and precious.
One with a mental delay, and the other with Down syndrome.
They would make wonderful daughters.
But their story gets sad. They were separated.
One in an orphanage, and the other in an adult mental institution.
They don't know what is happening.
The big sister is so worried, she has no idea where her little sister was taken.
Their profile states: " But one day her sister was taken away from her to go to the mental institution. She has been looking for her the whole day and cried hard when she was told her sister had to leave. "
This is not right in anyway.
They are sisters and they belong together, in a family.
Not apart in an orphanage, and mental institution.
Please, oh please, someone step up and reunite these sisters.
Please.
Hello! I'm Alyssa! 21, Big sister, dog mom, coffee enthusiast, Jesus lover and blogger. I hope that my writings inspire and encourage some of you!
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