***This post is dedicated to parents who are working tirelessly to advocate for their children’s well-being. God bless you!
When I was a kid, the month of October bore two special gifts. First, it brought much needed respite from Georgia’s 200° ‘hell hot’ summer days.
And, best of all, it brought the fair!
My friends, I can’t begin to tell you how much my baby brother and I loved going to the fair! While there, we faced down Ferris wheels, haunted houses, bumper cars, and ‘flying pirate’ ships. One of our favorite rides was the Himalayas! Baby, that thing flung us around and around, forwards and backwards! We lived for the music, flashing lights and the carny/DJ yelling “Do you want to go faster?”
Yes my dear hearts, it was ALL good in October at the fair…until it wasn’t!
So you might as well know that I have two brothers.
No doubt, you’ve all read about Tack, my biological brother, but let me tell you about my other brother, Miguel.
As the people say, Miguel is my brother from another mother 😉
By the way, you might remember me mentioning, in a different piece, that he was the ONLY person to read the very first post that I ever wrote using Blogger back in 2008.
Did you hear me? Of course you didn’t but you know what I mean 🙂
Yep! He was the THE ONLIEST ONE!
Now that’s devotion right there!
Ah but it’s deeper than that.
Miguel also stayed with me at the hospital as I battled a life-threatening medical condition about four years ago.
Frankly, I secretly enjoyed observing the various reactions that I got from medical staff when I introduced him as my brother.
“Y’all don’t look nuthin’ alike,” they’d say.
Of course that didn’t matter to us at all.
You guys should have seen homeboy proudly walking Lady G up and down the hall after surgery!
I can still hear his encouraging words, “Come on Gwin, you can do it! I got you!”
Best believe I will NEVER forget that!
He’s been there for me in so many ways that I cannot count them all.
So, needless to say, I love this dude and I am right here for him.
Scripture says that a brother is born for adversity and Miguel has shown me that this is, indeed, the truth!
Be aware that his birth name is Michael and I can assure you that he is an angel 🙂
He has a real heart for God!
With all that said, my dear little brother wrote me to ask that I pray for him as he continues doing his life’s work at an orphanage in Bolivia.
Here is an excerpt from the e-mail he sent to me along with other close family and friends:
Hello Family and Friends,
If you are receiving this message, then you hold a special place in my life and have demonstrated God’s love to me in a very real and tangible way in my life. And it is because of that that I write you now, to solicit your prayers. After much consideration and prayer, and seeing and living the reality here in Bolivia, I have decided to initiate a foundation and start a new orphanage and Christian boarding school here in Bolivia. Familia Feliz is over capacity and we are constantly receiving more requests to receive students for the next school year and/or children from social services, parents who cannot take care of their kids any longer.
My goal is to open a children’s home in the rural area of the La Paz district, one of the largest and most populated provinces of Bolivia. Aside from the orphanage, a school would be started to meet their educational needs. At the start, the objective is to offer Montessori education to primary (elementary) students who live at the children’s home. Montessori education is a fairly new concept here in a Bolivia and little known by the majority of the population. However, it provides children the opportunity to develop their potential in a more engaged, creative and individual way while pursuing, even from a young age, a more proactive role in their education.
At this point Miguel is in need of prayers and financial support to realize his goal. If you are interested in learning more about Miguel’s work. Please check him out at My Adventures in Bolivia…
And on that note, I’ll close with these parting shots:
Still other seeds fell on fertile soil, and they produced a crop that was thirty, sixty, and even a hundred times as much as had been planted. –Matthew 13:8 (NLT)