My Heart is Full of Guatemala

         My heart is Full and I will tell you why in this short entry. At work, right now, all of our girls are part, if not all, Hispanic but 1. So it is 3 out of 4 that are Hispanic. It didn't get through to me until last night when I was watching one of the girls go to sleep. I couldn't take her laying there any more so I rocked her some but I didn't want to leave the room to go do anything else until she fell asleep. It was only her second night and she has had a hard life like all of these other children.
          When she was in her bed, eyes wide awake and looking at me to see what I was doing, she reminded me of my Guatemalan preschoolers and young. You know when you go to another country and the children have that sad look on their face when you first show up. That is what her face looked like laying in bed. I mean she looked like she was from/ part Guatemalan but I don't know her background at all. It just broke my heart, though.
            My heart is full because I have 3 Hispanic that "I can help here in the states and hopefully they will grow up and be good, young adults. Looking at her though made me miss Guatemala a lot. I can't go another year without going again. I just can't. God has laid that place hard on my heart.  One of the other Hispanic girls also knows how to play soccer perfectly and she is only 3 years old. I love it because I get to play it with her sometimes in the gym and she is tough. She knows what a goal is and everything like how to make one.
              She is my little soccer player and I love it! She will play by herself or if I run up to kick it she will start to play with me. She is really smart about soccer but then again what can you say about that. Someone must of taught her at a very, young age to play that and if that someone was a true Hispanic then they probably did. I have so much fun with her. She also gets a little mad when I take the ball away and keep it away. She gets into the game without even knowing it, I think.
              I will say "want to play soccer" or "do you know how to play soccer" and she would just look at me like what are you talking about. When I say you want to kick a ball with me, she will answer "yes" or "no".  It sad when you miss little things like those in life but when you find them that's is what makes you keep doing what you are doing until you are worn out. God has me there now and wants me there now because He knows I love it and can help those children somehow.