A message from God

The freezer was full of bones. Bones that were donated from, I don’t even know where, but that’s where they typically get their meat from; scraping it off of another man’s waste (yes, they seriously scrape off whatever scraps of meat they can find.


Someone got a phone call about another orphanage that is in great need and that was said to be worse off than the ones we were visiting. We decided that today we would visit that orphanage.

It’s located in the ghetto, and since no one had been there before we decided to leave the kidos and the prego behind, just in case. We arrived to find 35 plus kids living on a large and pretty nice property, but one that they are only renting and have to leave in nine months. When we asked the director where she and the children will go, her response was that she knows God will provide, even though the tangible reality is that they have no where, and no money.

Like most, this orphanage needs beds… and when we went into the kitchen we discovered that they also need food. When the freezer door swung open to reveal a pile of meatless bones I stood there in complete shock, I think everyone did. It wasn’t until that moment that the threat of starving children when food is being wasted became reality and the only thing I could do was stand it silence. Looking around, I didn’t see much else in the kitchen so I asked where they store the rest of their food and I was lead to an empty “bodega”. All that was in the store room was a sack of potatoes.


It was an easy decision… We used the last $500 dollars that we had to purchase food for them. We went to a local store and bought up all their meat, 50 kilos of rice, 100 eggs, several boxes of milk, a sac of potatoes, sugar, oil, and a whole lot more including toothpaste and laundry soap. The kids will probably have enough food to eat for a few weeks.

We asked several times who the phone call came from and how they found out about our work in the orphanages, though we never received an answer. I have come to the conclusion that it must have been a phone call from God.

Published by Tiffanie Lloyd

I am a detail-oriented and energetic multi-tasker traveling at the side of my best friend, and momma to eight amazing kids. God has gifted me with creativity; I'm an entrepreneur, writer, and photographer with a passion for women's health, particularity in childbirth. I'm a Parenting and Childbirth Educator, Doula, Breastfeeding Counselor, and working toward certification as a Holistic Nutritionist. Thanks for stoping by! Be sure to check out my archives, and sign up for notifications about new posts!

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