I just received a letter from the director of an orphanage where over 200 boys suffer from mental and physical disabilities. When the young men and women from The Orphan’s Hands described to me what they had found in visiting their orphanage, my heart and memories went back to the first day I stood in the orphanage of Hincesti, where 200 mentally and physically handicapped girls were fighting to stay alive in the brutal winter. That day the director informed me of sixteen girls who had frozen to death in this prison of despair, by only the eleventh of December. I will never forget the young girls in Hincesti sucking the crumbs of food off the table, having no shoes, sitting in rooms with no light bulbs, and human waste around the walls of every room.
Present day, the boys in this orphanage have similar needs. My heart swelled with pride as I heard our kids in Moldova go and love these unfortunate souls exactly the same way as I did those many years ago. As they have gone back repeatedly and built trust-with the staff as well as the kids- they have opened up their hearts and dared to believe that we can meet their tragic need.