Comments on: Do You Love Your Sponsored Child?

By: Mara K

Mara K — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 00:09:37 +0000

Cheryl J said it just right, love is a “conscious decision” and beyond that, the kind of love we can have for our children is a gift from God.

I prayed for God to give me a heart for the poor and needy. I knew he had answered my prayer when I was genuinely drawn to the ministries and children I support.

As I develop a relationship with them through letter writing, praying, thinking, dwelling, sharing, etc, my love for them grows more and more.

Love truly is a verb…

And true love, as a decision, doesn’t wait for what one gets but moves forward, always moves toward the other. Jesus pursued us and in turn, we should pursue those little ones that desperately need to know that the Love of Christ is more than just words, it is manifested through his faithful children giving not only money but giving themselves.

By: Jin

Jin — Wed, 24 Sep 2008 06:35:48 +0000

Love has many faces, I believe. Sometimes it becomes a feeling of sadness, sometimes happiness, sometimes worries and the like. These are those feelings i have while i’m praying or writing for my sponsored child.

By: Sarah

Sarah — Mon, 22 Sep 2008 11:24:04 +0000

I agree with Compassion Dave. Love is a verb.

By: mindy kendall

mindy kendall — Sun, 21 Sep 2008 02:22:03 +0000

I, too, scour the country headlines daily, and sometimes hourly, of my children. They are the children of my heart. when I know they are in the middle of a hurricane, i pray non-stop for their safety. i pray for them to know God and to desire to serve Him. I love my letters from them, each child has his/her own scrapbook with letters and photos. when my child from haiti left the project, i wrote one last letter to her and told her i would pray for her for the rest of my life. she is still a child of my heart. Once a child has stolen your heart, they are yours as much as your own birth children. Fransisco’s mother kept crying and hugging me and thanking me for loving her son.
the tears keep flowing with love for these precious little ones.

By: compassion dave

compassion dave — Fri, 19 Sep 2008 15:27:57 +0000

Agape love is a verb, not a salutation and not an emotion. It’s the kind of love that enables a Christian to bring Hitler a cup of coffee. Emotional love does not have the capcity to do that. It’s the kind of love that enabled Christ to say, “Forgive them…they don’t know what they are doing.”

By: Ken M.

Ken M. — Thu, 18 Sep 2008 21:42:13 +0000

I love my sponsored children. How do I know? I don’t refer to them as the children I sponsor. They’re my children. Even though I didn’t birth them or father them I still assist with the care of them through my sponsorship so they’re my children, too.

All of them are in my prayers and my thoughts. I still pray for them when they are taken off the sponsorship list. I have lost 2 kids due to the parents taking them off the sponsorship list and each time it felt like a hole was in my heart, especially when I lost my 2nd one this summer.

When I see the tan colored envelope with the label, “Message from your sponsored child”, I know that my face lights up and I can’t wait to open it. During my correspondence I ask God to help me say the right words that will encourage them and leave them with a positive feeling about themselves. With each letter they become more real to me. I pray that God opens the door to allow me to see them face to face.

I love my sponsored children.

By: Vicki Small

Vicki Small — Thu, 18 Sep 2008 21:17:49 +0000

I know not all sponsors love their sponsored kids, at least not as previous commenters have described their love, and not as I love mine. When I hear sponsors say they just don’t have time to write letters or send little gifts, and they don’t seem concerned about it, I’m pretty sure they took on a financial commitment, only. They’re doing a good thing by providing financial support, but they aren’t providing for the child’s emotional and spiritual needs.

I have even had a man walk away from the table after arguing with his wife that he didn’t want any responsibility beyond sending money; nor would he allow his wife to handle the correspondence. If he was going to sponsor a child, it was his “thing.”

On my last sponsor tour, I chatted over breakfast, near the end of the week, with a retired couple. They had never been very regular about writing, because they weren’t getting much satisfaction from the child’s letters. But now that they had met her, they thought they might be interested in writing a little more often.

I love my girls. I’m thrilled to know I’ll be seeing two of them in the next 3 weeks (!), and I ache to realize that I may never be able to meet the others, in this life. Thank God that they know and love Jesus! We will meet, one day.

By: Lisa

Lisa — Thu, 18 Sep 2008 21:11:40 +0000

I found out how attached I am when violence broke out in Kenya last December. I prayed for my little Veronica constantly and checked the site to see if her center was listed as high risk. It never was, but that didn’t relieve my fear. The relief came when I received a letter from her letting me know she was alright. I loooove that little girl!

By: Jill Foley

Jill Foley — Thu, 18 Sep 2008 16:30:27 +0000

Just want to add something to my previous posts…the love I have for my sponsored children is irrational to me. God has placed this intense feeling (for lack of a better word) in me when it comes to these children. I guess it’s compassion… I’m sure not all sponsors experience it, but I sure do. My sponsored kids are on my mind almost constantly…

By: Misty

Misty — Thu, 18 Sep 2008 15:57:42 +0000

I prayed for many years for a child, I wanted to be a mother so badly. It took me awhile to realized that God had a unique way of answering my prayers, He gave me kids, thru Compassion. I looked thru photos on the website and felt a pull on my heart and soul when I saw a photo of my son or daughter and knew that God was giving a small portion of their care to me, and that I had to treasure that, and them. God selected my children for me, all I have to do is listen to His voice and the love flows from that. I too get overjoyed with a letter from my child, and rip it open as I walk back to the apartment, I too scour the news on the web when a country (like Thailand right now) is in political or environmental crisis. When a child says something bad happend I want to fix it, when a child says they did well in school I feel as proud as any parent would. The love I have for my children was a gift from God.

God bless