Control.

The other day we were supposed to get a new baby boy for that house.  The mom (who was 16) and her cousin came to the baby house with him.  It was one of the hardest things I have seen since I've been back...  He was 3 months old and severely malnourished, so close to death, and had a horrible infected scab the size of a baseball or larger on the top of his head.  There was also many signs a witch doctor had been working on him because he had this weird string tied around his wrist and a weird necklace on that were signs of that.  The mom was so apathetic and almost laughed when we talked to her about what she wanted to do with the baby.  It was just a horrible situation and it is also pretty obvious that the whole family including the grandparents have AIDS and the baby as well.  But in the end the grandpa didn't want the baby to come stay at the house because he was worried about child trafficking (which is becoming more and more of an issue here).  It was just a horrible situation that we had no control over.  We have been praying for that sweet little life.  I just have to remember that his life is in the Lord's hands and His plans are perfect.  There is a reason that child did not come to us.  But we continue to pray over the baby for his health and the evils that are being placed on him.  Please remember to pray for him also.  This is him:

~britt