They are all I could think about today. Did they have a good first day at school? Are they doing homework tonight? Did someone take their picture this morning standing by the bus in their brand new school clothes?
I would have. I want to know about their day. I’ve only met them once, spent only a few hours in their presence, but those two have my attention. I know them now, children who are without anybody to call their own. So, tonight as I lay my head on my pillow, I will do the only thing that I can do for them today. I will pray.