On the trip to the orphanage today, a couple of people and I were feeling car sick from the three hours of a mostly only bumpy road. On the way back I was hoping I would get to ride the tap tap back, I hurried but it filled up before I could get there. I got on the bus unhappy. There were about 9 sick kids sitting in front of me that were going to come back to the mission to see the doctor. About 30 minutes into the trip I was already feeling sick and Bob turned to me and asked if I thought one of the kids could sit with us because they were all crowded. I thought it would be fine, but none wanted to move. I started to doze and my stomach just ached. Then I felt movement so I looked over to see a little boy coming to sit with us. He immediately fell asleep on my lap, I was concentrating so intently on him and how awful he felt, I ignored my own discomfort. God laid on my heart that this trip is about focusing on others and their pain to show His love for them in their sickness or hurt.
