Yesterday was a day of mixed feelings. On the one hand I had the opportunity to take part in moving Korpu to her new foster home. She was removed from a neglectful home and placed in a home where she will get quality care. This is the chance for her to truly thrive. A new chance at life. An opportunity to get the attention and love that she deserves. On the other hand I tore her away from the only home and family she has ever known and placed her among strangers. The children at her orphanage are their own special kind of family, a kind of support group for each other. It is special to watch them interact in their own special ways. They love Korpu, she loves them. I don't know if any of them understand that Korpu won't be coming back.
God has set the measure of success high-- do what is BEST. What is best for the children I am serving here? They need an advocate who will stand in the gap for them when they are not able. And, as they say in Liberia, it is not easy. Doing what is best is not doing what is easy or feels good. It is extremely difficult. It is challenging. It is painful.
There are a thousand Korpu's out there. A thousand opportunities to contend for the best. God help me, the work continues. I don't want to grow weary in doing good. Help me to keep fighting for what is best, no matter the consequences. And bless Korpu in her new home. Surround her tiny body with love and peace and understanding. Surround her friends, other children in her old circumstances, they need to be loved and to find hope as well.