Who will tend their hearts?

A friend of mine posted  the link to this video on Facebook.

It's all about adoption.

But don't let that stop you.

I just spent the last few minutes weeping.  Not just silent tears streaming down my cheeks.  But full-fledged 'I can not breathe much less talk' weeping.

For a great while I have wanted to adopt. I even mentioned it to Nathan before we were married.

Lately, as I read more, hear more, and move a little closer to the heart of God, I have a stronger Love for the orphans.  I am being corrected in my attitude and motives towards adoption and children without homes.

As I watched the video, I could only think...

What if my children were left alone? With no one else to take them in? Would anybody care for them?  What if were MY children crowded in a dirty orphanage?  Who would delight in their smiles?  Listen to their stories?  Train them up?  Who would sing to them, hug them, and kiss their wounds?

 Would they be just a number?

And I thought about the parents of those children, and their thoughts on their death beds.  I'm sure they were grieving over their precious children, soon to be left alone in this world.

And it broke my heart.

Why aren't we broken?  Why don't we care?  

We spend SO much on coffee...and jewelry...and things that don't matter...

and there are children who will never hear the name of Jesus spoken.  No one will ever sing 'Jesus Loves Me' to them.  And they won't be told how they are loved.

I think we need a shift in priorities.

I know that if my husband and I were to die, we have family and/or friends who would take our children...but there are SO many who do not.

What are we going to do about it?