prayer.

The weather has taken a turn for the worst and so has the boy I mentioned in the previous blog. His name is Banele. This morning at the parents meeting we prayed for his mom (keep in mind this is his foster mom not biological) twice and just wept. To put it simply… we either need a miracle or for God to just take him peacefully. It is so heartbreaking. He is in so much pain and on massive amounts of medication. His lungs are severely damaged and his chest is barreled. He doesn’t sleep much at night because he cant breathe. Just pray for him and for the whole farm… for peace. I will keep you updated. Gotta run now. I’m going to spend time with Banele and entertain him and also teach his younger brother shapes, colors, and numbers.