One Wild and Crazy Weekend

Friday, I am home, feeling a little down with allergies. Charles calls, "Hey, can I bring this kid to our house to give him a bath and get him some new clothes?" "Ok," I answer with confusion, "I guess so." Five mintues later Charles pulls in the driveway. "This is Sanele," he says with excitement, "He speaks no english." I recognize him from being at the Fonteyn care point everyday. Over the next 30 miinutes, Charles brings him in to give him a bath as my neighbors, Stan and Sue, and I rummage through donated clothing in thier storage trying to find his size. He is five years old. Then I go find Charles to hear the rest of the story. His mom is an alcohlic who stays at her boyfriends house while Sanele sleeps on the streets. She has four children, who all live with different people. She told Charles that she did not want him and that we could keep him. Charles was caught up in the moment of wanting to help. One of the community leaders asked Charles to take him for the weekend and they would try to find someone in the community that would care for him. Charles agreed. He has been at our house since Friday. After his bath and fresh clothes, he sat on our couch to watch Finding Nemo. A few minutes into it, he peed on my sofa. What to do. Do I get mad? Do I fuss and tell him no? All he has ever know is to just go in his pants. Charles takes him back to put new bottoms on him. Friday night we went to a friends house where we discovered that he loved toy cars and trucks. I wish all of you could have seen his face when we were just driving through the city. He had never seen anything outside of his community before. Saturday he watched Monsters Inc and we brought him to town to try to find him some new pants and shoes. A pair of pants, a pair of shorts, two shirts, a belt, a pair of socks and shoes later, we made our way back home. All weekend he enjoyed riding in a car, playing with toys and eating three meals a day. None of which he had ever done before. This morning we brought him to the care point to play with his friends. We are not sure what is going to happen to him. The community leaders have not found anyone to take him yet. Do I know that there a millions in Africa like him? Yes. Do I know there is no way I can help them all? Yes. Do I believe in reaching the world one person at a time? Yes. Do I believe each one reach one? Yes. Do you? Please pray with us for Sanele as we are trying to find him a home.