I want to share a little experience when I was in this place with other staff and the kids. Only one things I know that Jesus really love this kids. Maybe first time I went there I not feel really comfortable. My heart cried to God and had a lot of question about this kids, parents and their grandparent. But God comfort my heart and show me He really care and love all of this kids. And I believe that God can use a lot of ways to show His love for this kids. I’m so happy can join with home kids in this place. How they open the house for those kids to come and study, play and share. The home kids not only support this kids but their family too. They visit the family and I can feel how they really care to them. How God put His love for kids and their family through the home kids.
We stay there for one week and we’re join some ministry there like went to school and make some drama and game, visiting some family, playing in one area with a lot of kids and parents, and homework time in the house. One day we have opportunity to accompany one young man to back to his house. From center to his house we need to walk for three hour. He need to go back every week once to see his father. On the way we just talk and share with these boy and finally we tell him about Jesus and he make decision to receive and believe in Jesus. We’re so happy and I know the seed that kids home put for the kids will bear fruit. And I believe God can open more and more door for people in that place.
The most special and impact me a lot when I was in here is about three brothers and one sisters. They are living with their grandparent. The oldest one around 10 years old and the youngest one 3 years old. Their parent went to the city to work and they told me not every year they will go back to there and see their kids. So, it’s mean almost their time without their parent. Until now I still trying to understand how they will grow without their parent. One day we went to their house to meet them and I can see they’re so happy. When we help their homework and talk with them I feel like they’re so innocent and just a kids. They need love and secure from people surround them. I’m trying to be close with the girl and I know that she is so happy. When I want to touch her head to show my love to her and suddenly she hit my hand and that’s make me little shock. I can’t stop to think why she is so aggressive, it’s because she is like that or because nobody show love to her before? And on the way to back home I asked God, why? Just simple answer, “she need unconditional love.” That words really touch my heart and I know the kids need love.
For me, kids home help these kids a lot and how they put their time, energy, mind and everything for kids and family there. How they really patience with the kids and just love them like their own family. I know that’s not easy but I believe God will help and more use kids home to be bless for all of them. After that trip God put in my heart to praying for the kids and the family in there. If I have opportunity to go back I really want to go again. And this is my experience and testimony about kids and kids home in this place.
Below is the translated version of MingZhu’s letter to her sponsor. MingZhu is one of the high school students in our program. You can see her bio-data in the Student Lists page.
Dear Ella Lam,
Though we have not met and we live in different place, I can feel you love and concern for me. Thanks for your concern.
Previously, I feel that I am very small in the universe. Apart from my family and friend, no one else will notice me. However, when you appear, you changed my perception. You have caused me to experience the presence of warmth. Fate brought us together and I am very fortunate to be sponsored by you. Your help not only let me pursue my studies without worries, you have also let me know that there is one more person that cares for me. I am deeply appreciative of that.
After I started High School, I felt lost. When I faced with difficulties, I thought of giving up. However, when I think of your desire to see me finish my high school, I dared not give up. I will face it with courage and overcome it. I was not able to adapt when I started High School. There were a lot of lessons and homework, and I felt that I was not able to cope. However, I have finally adjusted to High School life. Please do not worry about me. I will study hard and I hope that I will not disappoint you. The school environment is good and my classmates are also quite easy to get along. I hope that you can come and visit my school.
Thanks for your love and concern. Thanks for letting me know that there are many good people in this world. I hope that in the future, I can be like you, helping others. In the beginning we do not know each other but now we are linked togther. You will forever be someone that I am grateful to and always think about. Thank you, Ellam Lam.
From Tang MingZhu
It was my first visit to rural China, and to a little town so obscure that I could not even find it on google maps. However, much to my surprise, there was a highway paved to it and adequate little shops where I could get needed supplies.
The town of Xiche was beautiful in its own way. You get this old China feel in the architecture, with breathtaking mountains as a backdrop.
But there was not much going on in this little town, and the outlying tiny villages were farming communities. Many of the teenagers, boys in particular, went into the internet cafes after school to play online games, perhaps escaping the cold, dimly lit houses they lived in, or the loneliness.
The Left Behind Children (LBC) that I visited were not entirely without adult supervision. One night, I had the privilege of visiting a family of three LBC girls, who lived with their grandmother in a small house. There was only one room in this house, with two beds, on opposite walls. They welcomed us warmly into their house, and we sat on tiny chairs while they chatted shyly with us. The oldest of the three sisters was only 14. Although poor, they were quick to offer us snacks of kiwis that they plucked from the forests themselves, and also sang songs to entertain us while distractedly watching a Chinese drama on their small box TV. When we finally left their home two hours later, I had a strange feeling in my heart. Although I came to this town expecting to have my heart broken by what I saw, my spirit actually felt light that night. Those lovable girls, despite living a simple life, made do with what they had and were happy. There was a lesson from God there somewhere.
On another day, we went to visit a 15 year old boy who had quit school in Xiche for personal reasons and returned back to his little village home up in the mountains. We had to take a bus and then after we got off, we walked for about an hour uphill to get to his house.
Once we got there, his grandfather woke him up and together the two of them lit up a fire pit to warm us. As we sat around the fire, we began to chat with him. His father had passed away, and his mother worked in a big city somewhere else, and only came back once a year to visit him. He said that when he was old enough, he too would leave the village, because there were no prospects here. After a while, his grandfather and him took some of us into the mountain forests to pick firewood and oranges. And when they got back, they got some vegetables from their farm and cooked up a huge meal for us. Such crazy hospitality! Especially since they were not expecting the ten of us to visit!
To be honest, the trip was too short for me to fully grasp the situation. I spent most of the two full days there just getting over some cultural shock, and adapting to survive. I felt that God had allowed me this opportunity so that I could get out of my comfort zone and have my eyes opened.
However, the problem of LBC seems so huge. We all know that the immediate need of these kids are adequate food and clothes. For this little town, CCI helps a lot in this aspect. But beyond the issue of money, without good role models, these kids might just grow up and follow their parents into the city, leaving behind their own future kids. And in the big cities, without the proper education to start with, they could struggle and end up falling into a life of crime.
But I know...although there are millions upon millions of these kids, if we could just impact one life at a time. Feed and clothe one kid, persuade one kid to go back to school, love and care for them as an extension of Christ...just make a difference for one child at a time. Those were my thoughts on my flight home.