Each time I would care for the kids at the orphanage, I was struck again by how much these kids needed parents. Even if we cared for them the best way possible, there was no comparison between that and them being in an actual home with two people (or even one) dedicated to loving and caring for them. There was no way six of us could give about forty toddlers and babies the love and attention they needed. I would be happy when I saw a baby adopted, but my heart would break for the others - the ones who were older than babies and far less likely to be adopted, no matter how cute they were. The ones who had something wrong with them and had almost no chance of being taken into a home. I prayed that somehow God would give them a family.
But again, God had answered my prayer long before I prayed it. In fact, he answered my prayer when He was founding ancient Israel, when he showed He had a special heart for widows and... orphans. Psalm 68:5 says "A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling."
When children have no family, God steps in and becomes their family, which I think is a pretty awesome thought. Yes, in a world of artificial inseminations and everything else people do to conceive, it would be great if no child had to grow up in an orphanage. But while I pray for that I also pray that these children would find the love and attention they need in the arms of their heavenly father. No family can love them like He can.
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