It’s a boy!

It’s a boy!


‘Yet you brought me out of the womb; you made me trust in you, even at my mother’s breast. From birth I was cast on you; from my mother’s womb you have been my God.’
(Psalm 22:9-10)

So, now that I have your attention: no, I am not having a baby. Thank God I am not. But I did receive a beautiful boy in my life this week. His name is Reyvan. Reyvan Kristian Rame. And he lives in East-Indonesia. Reyvan is the newest addition to my growing family of Compassion sponsor children. I am not his financial sponsor, but I did get connected to him because his sponsor can’t or doesn’t want to write with him. So, for as long as Reyvan is in the project, he will have me by his side. And I will have him.

I am writing this blog as part of the October writing prompt of the Compassion Bloggers, an amazing group of bloggers who have the mission to share the beautiful work of Compassion. Because you know what it is, I believe God gave me the gift of writing. Not to post endless posts on Facebook or to write about the greatest summer festival you will ever go to or about which celebrity is getting another divorce. God gave me the gift of writing so I could use it to share His neverfailing love and Word with whoever will read it. I believe that God made me a writer so I could minister to the least of these, as Jesus says in Matthew 25:40.

‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’
(Matthew 25:40)

I sponsor and volunteer with Compassion, because I believe that there is no better way to release a child from poverty than to do it in Jesus’ name. Because a child doesn’t only need food, education and clothes. It needs love, hope, encouragement, wisdom, strength, guidance and comfort. And the Bible is full of that. Together with Compassion and other bloggers I am on a mission to spread the love of God among His children. A mission to fulfill the Great Commission.

Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.’
(Matthew 28:19-20)

Compassion put this mission into the most beautiful words:

“We love God, and we demonstrate our love and live out our faith by extending care to others.”

I love God, and I feel the strong desire to take care of others. And if my writing is a way to help and avocate for children in need, then I am happy to do it. I simply aspire to be like Jesus, in everything I do and in everything that I am. The word Compassion literally means ‘to suffer with’, and I suffer with the children of this world. The broken, poor, hopeless, forgotten children, who – by the grace of God – have been enrolled into a Compassion program anywhere in the world. Here they receive christian education, they meet loving and inspiring teachers, get the opportunity to make friends, but most of all they learn about God’s love for them. Every child will hear the Gospel through teachers who tell them they are valuable, loved, brave, beautiful, kind and that there is hope for their future. That God has not forgotten about them. And thát is the most important thing to know. That whenever your family has fallen apart, when you think that nobody is there for you or loves you and when you think you and your life are worth nothing, that there is a spark of hope. That there is someone who tells you that God loves you no matter who you are or what you do. That God is always with you, whenever nobody is there. And that is why I sponsor with Compassion and why I am a volunteer correspondent sponsor for children all over the world.

When my family started sponsoring George in Kenya when I was 6 years old, he could not read or write yet. The first ‘letters’ we got from him were only colorful drawings. But after a while George also started to write on his own and I won’t forget the moment I was looking through his letters twelve years later and I found one that said: “Why don’t you ever write me?”. My heart broke at that moment. My parents never had the intention to forget writing George, but they just didn’t know how or what to write. So I decided to take on the correspondence with George and from that moment, George opened up to me more in every letter. Instead of writing about his grades in school, he started to write me about the drought in his country and that it scared him. But he always trusted God that He would provide enough rain to help the family survive. I admired George for his faith in the Lord, even in situations that he could not control in any way. George is a strong 22-year-old man now and he loves and trusts the Lord more than I ever will. He is a man with hopes and dreams and the boy who once could not read or write is an educated adult with a heart made out of love. He is a leader in his community and an example for his family. And George is only one of the incredible children who got connected to me by God’s grace.

‘The steps of a man are established by the LORD, when he delights in His way.
(Psalm 37:23)

And these children show me time and time again that God is alive and that He is working everywhere in the world. He works through George in Kenya, who wants to be a mechanic. He works through Emely in Peru, who prays for children who never receive letters. He works through Roselyne in Guatemala, who has the dream to become a veterinarian so she can help sick animals. He works through all of them in their own part of the world. And they teach me through every letter that God is real and he does not forget any of his children. And He won’t forget you.

Interested in sponsoring a beautiful child in Guatemala?
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Or do you want to learn more about my beautiful children? Click on their pictures to get to know them!






  • Reply
    Harry Swager
    17 October 2017 at 07:54

    ik weet niet wat er iedere keer gebeurt als ik jouw stukje lees maar droog houden doe ik het nooit!
    door wat jij schrijft word ik door God aangeraakt!
    wat een onwijs mooie gave heb je van God mogen ontvangen en Hij gebruikt jou op zo’n bijzondere manier.
    wij zijn elkaars hand en voet Mar, wij hebben de financiële middelen van God mogen ontvangen om kinderen te ondersteunen en jij kan ze brieven schrijven.
    hopelijk worden wij er ook actiever in nu wij zelf gezien hebben wat voor impact dat op kinderen heeft.
    Help hierbij om ons daar altijd aan te herinneren.
    Xxx mam.

    • Reply
      17 October 2017 at 17:02

      Gracias madre! Ik hou jullie in de gaten met die brieven schrijven…

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