Since I'm talking about fathers, I'd like to mention that my dad is now a grandfather... Almost. One of the kids who has been coming to the orphanage this week to be loved on by our kids had one very swollen leg and a spot on his bottom. A nurse student, Tiffany, came down with my dad and took a look at the little boy. His name is Kiki. She concluded that he just really needed to see a doctor. So this afternoon, we asked his mother if we could take him to the doctor. She easily agreed and we were on our way. We got there and laid Kiki on the table and he fell asleep almost immediately. The doctor came and checked him all out. He said that Kiki had a skin infection. He gave him a shot which woke Kiki up and gave us medicine for him to get every six hours for a week. When we were getting Kiki's information, I told them his name and age. I didn't know his last name so the doctor asked for mine. The doctor told me that he was now my baby. So yes, I became a mother to a three year old today and my dad is now a grandfather!
And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out His love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom He has given us.
