Thursday

I was one of maybe three students who got to go to the Orphanages twice. I was the only one who went to the same one twice.

There, I became attached to a little girl named Cassandra. She was so pretty and so precious. She loved to be picked up and spun around or piggy-back rides or to ride on my shoulders. I love her so much.

I saw her twice, unlike any other student. Ms. Grissom knows how I feel, she loves Cassandra and Alma.

Jillian became attached (more than I to Cassandra) to Alma. Alma asked her to be her mother. I told Jillian last night, that if we don't see them again on earth, we'll see them in Heaven. I saw passion for Christ in them when they pray. I see love and joy. I see faith. We saw the puzzle pieces.

There, sitting on the ground as we were leaving were the puzzle pieces. Sunday night service was about "Where is God when bad things happen?" The puzzle pieces was to show that what's going on right now is just a small piece of the big puzzle.

But where was God for those children? He's been there all along!

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