One of my favorite babies at Neema Village in Arusha, Tanzania has been a tough little guy the nannies named Baraka.
He was found in the road by children on their way to school early one morning. We do not know how long he had been there. He was cold and crying when the children found him. One of the neighbors kept him for about a week hoping someone would come back for him. They finally called Social Welfare who picked him up and brought him to Neema.
This spunky, determined little guy would not let me help him up the rope climb and when he got to the top he was so proud of himself.
Baraka has a new family now, his father is a doctor in Moshi and he will never be abandoned again. Praise God!
A year ago a beautiful but tiny little girl came to Neema from another Social Welfare department in the Arusha District. Pictured below, her name is Namnyaki.
She was probably over two but was so little she looked like a one year old. She had been abandoned by her mother who left her with a neighbor.
When the mother did not return the neighbor tried to take the child to her grandmother who said if you leave her with me I will kill her. So sad! Now this beautiful child has a new family. Her new mom is a nurse in Arusha. Once again what evil meant for death, God meant for life!
And finally, the twins pictured below, Mary and Mercy were adopted on Friday. Their mother had died in childbirth and the father was unknown. There were other relatives but none of them would take the little twins so they have been with us since their birth.
They are identical and when they were little the nannies put nail polish on one baby to tell them apart. I called them both MerMar when I could not tell them apart.
I loved this little picture of one of the twins praying.
This makes 42 adoptions from Neema Village! It is what we pray for, good homes for our babies. No baby belongs in an orphanage has been our goal from the beginning, not that we are an orphanage. We are a rescue center.
We could not do this work of saving babies in Tanzania East Africa without you and our all powerful, all knowing, all loving Father God.
“We have this treasure in jars of clay that the power might be from God and not from us.”
