my twelve year old daughter came from camp this past thursday and the first thing she said as soon as she entered the house was, "Mum, I am now a mother and that makes you a grandmother!!!"

Obviously there was something I was missing, she could not have been pregnant and given birth while away at camp!! I could not guess how. Then she went on excitedly,
"Brook and I adopted a child! His name is Miguel from the Democratic Republic and I am sure it must be the Congo.

"You adopted a compassion child!" I said incredulously
"How did you know that?" she was even more incredulous.
"Well, lets say I know quite a bit about Compassion because of Compassion Dave on myspace," I told her.
"Well, I am surprised that you know about it, I was actually calling you so that we could adopt another child together but I did not find you at home," my daughter explained.

My daughter has a compassionate heart and dreams of having an orphanage soon. I encourage her coz I was 6 years older than she is now when I had such dreams and there was not a soul to encourage me. I wanted to start an orphanage in the late 80s and early 90s because of the numbers of children that were becoming orphaned in those years - very early during the advent of Hiv/Aids in my country and in particular the rural town of Kalomo where my parents lived then.

Well that is many years back but the carnage is so evident and I am glad my 'compassion' has rubbed off on her. I am just so happy to see her take a step of faith, one which I have not thought about twice coz I did not think I could manage. But come to think of it, I could manage if like her, I trusted God to make a way. I know my father in heaven too well for me to limit Him. I will support my daughter and hopefully sooner or later I too will have the joy of sponsoring some compassion children and make life better for a few more children.