A Grandma’s Dream – 24 Hour Challenge
Grandma’s Challenge Is now over. We would like to give our heartfelt Thank You to everyone who gave or shared this page.
Grandma’s 4X match may be over but we still have 2 days of triple match remaining.
Will you help us spread the word and help rebuild a life?
TEN LIVES ALREADY BEING REBUILT
Shortly after the earthquake in Haiti in 2010, I went with Nicolle to see what we could do to help.
We wound up helping care for a few orphans at a temporary hospital that had been set up. That’s when I met Maken and fell in love with him. I also met and fell in love with another young boy, Franz, that now lives in Nicolle’s home in Haiti. I had never been to a third world country and couldn’t believe what I was seeing when we drove around the city of Port-au-Prince. Children were everywhere, begging. I saw people living in shacks made from corrugated metal with dirt floors, or just pieces of plastic hanging from sticks in the ground. Garbage was everywhere. At night I would lay down in the tent I was sleeping in, which was absolutely luxurious compared to what I had seen so many families living in, and would cry out to God, “Why! Why have you abandoned these people?” “Why are you letting me see this?”
I loved God and held Him in the highest honor and respect. I believed He was good. But for the first time since becoming a Christian I started to doubt His goodness. Day after day, I continued crying out to Him to help me with my doubts and the heartache I was feeling. Before I returned home I felt like the Lord was telling me that He had not forgotten these people and that’s why He had touched hearts and led them to Haiti to see the devastation and to help. When we got to the airport in Miami on our way home, I saw families with children dressed in cute outfits, smiling and I thought of my own grandchildren who lived in nice, clean homes and had everything that they needed.
I started crying as I thought about what I had just seen in Haiti. I went home with a very heavy heart and began asking God what I could do. I was a 62 year old widow with a limited income.
Shortly thereafter Nicolle met someone that had numerous kids in his care and she wound up raising support to help him. I started giving $15 a month to help with one of the kids named Moses. I began writing him letters that were delivered to him by Nicolle when she travelled back to Haiti. I even got a couple letters back from him. His sweetness melted my heart.
In 2012, after Nicolle’s husband, David, was killed, she learned that these children she had been raising support for, were being abused and neglected by the person caring for them so she petitioned the court to allow her to transfer them to her care. She asked me if I’d go to Haiti and help her get the kids settled. The day they arrived at the home Nicolle had rented for them I immediately fell in love with every one of them. They were scared and nervous and confused about what was going on, but since they knew Nicolle because she had visited them often, they quickly adjusted to their new home and were very excited and happy to be in a nice and loving environment.
Close friends of mine had come with me and we played with the kids, sang songs with them and loved on them. They reminded me so much of my own grandkids. They were funny, silly, loving – and ornery. They were also very smart. Several of them spoke pretty good English and became our interpreters. I got to meet Moses, the boy I had been helping support and writing letters to. He had saved every one of my letters and proudly showed them to me. My heart melted.
After being there for two weeks I realized I couldn’t physically handle the weather and physical requirements and realized I needed to return to the U.S. My heart was breaking; I didn’t want to leave these kids I had just fallen in love with. As I cried out to God for help and direction I felt like He wanted me to become an adopted grandmother to the kids. I could write each of them, send them gifts from time to time, and visit as often as possible. As I said goodbye to them all, I told them I wanted to be their grandma and they could call me “Grandma Pam”.
Since that time I’ve written them numerous times, along with help from friends sent them gifts, and been able to visit them several times. On my visits I’ve had some long talks with some of the older kids and they’ve poured out their hearts with their dreams for their future. Moses and Franz have told me they want to do something to help change their country. They all seem to understand that it’s very important to learn to speak and write fluent English and they love to get letters because it helps them learn to communicate better in English. A couple of them have become my Facebook friends and Franz often sends me private messages.
These kids would still be mistreated and neglected if Nicolle had not rescued them.
Through what Ive seen in the lives of these children God has shown me He has not forgotten them and He has a plan for their good now and in their future. But he uses us to accomplish His purposes.
He even uses old widowed grandmothers.
For just $10 a month you can help one of these precious kids, and you can start communicating with them and your life will be much fuller.
I’m challenging all the grandparents out there to think of your dreams for your own grandkids and to join me in becoming an adopted grandparent to a child in Nicolle’s care and be God’s vessel in helping him/her accomplish their dreams.
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These 10 Lives are already being Rebuilt because of the generosity of people like you.