I never thought that I would return to the same little girl that I left a year and half ago.
Her name is Promise, God told me a year ago that she is a promise to keep.
And honestly I didnt know what to do or what that meant. And to tell the truth
I still dont have a clue what it means. I know that my flesh wants to adopt her, take her
home and just show her the love of God and embrace her. Let her live to know something more.
She is precious, And not to mention she remembered me. She remembered my name and who I
was. She sat with me, danced with me , took pictures with me and even loved on me.
She is definately one I want to hold on to. Promise is not something to just forget but something to
pray about. She is a little girl who was abandoned in a home and left to die. Left for someone to find
if the please. And she was found, She was wrapped in the loving arms of mama at mama's orphanage
when she was two months old. Now she is 10 and looks great. She is in school and doing very
well.
Promise talks a lot more now than before. We actually have converstations now even though sometimes
they are broken, we still laugh and come back to the same common topic, We make a lasting conversations
that will not be forgotten.
Promise is a promise I will keep until God shows me otherwise.
