Why be an advocate?

From the blog no boyfriend, no baby, no blog: THIS is why I advocate:

http://www.time.com/time/world/article/0,8599,1683763,00.html

'I looked at the crib and saw a child who looked to be seven or eight years old,' a MDRI investigator said, recalling a visit to the so-called Special Institution for Children and Youth in the southeast Serbian village of Stamnica. 'The nurse told me he was 21 and had been at the institution for eleven years ... He has never been taken out of the crib in eleven years.'

Read more: http://www.time.com/time/world/article/0,8599,1683763,00.html#ixzz0ZbOV3DKI

Please read the Reece's Rainbow post from today (in my blog list). Another child has been transferred to an institution.

Sometimes I can't go to sleep at night because I am thinking about Tomas. I wonder if he is warm, if he had a good day, if he got to play with his friends, if an adult took the time to give him a hug... I can't tell you what I will feel if Tomas is transferred. He is already four years old, so the risk is very real. I think I will just die. I know that the Lord loves all of His children, but it just isn't fair. And I know there are children all over the world suffering and alone, but Tomas is mine. Mine to pray for until a family decides to call him their own. I love him even though I will probably never have the opportunity to meet him. To hug him. To tell him that I am so glad to see him. To ask him if he has had a good day. Not in this life, anyway. But I am positive that the Lord will unite us one day, because in my heart I feel like he is already mine.

Yes, it's easier NOT TO KNOW. But I DO know. By the way, you know, too.

"Once our eyes are opened, we can't pretend we don't know what to do. God, who weighs our hearts and keeps our souls, knows that we know, and holds us responsible to act." Proverbs 24:12

Please ask God what He would have you do on behalf of the least of these.