becky moments at college - day 4

for anyone who knows me, you will know that i am a doodler. no, i cannot draw, but i always attempt. growing up, my mom always got onto me for writing on EVERYTHING. from the water bill to the recipe book to my math book to my bible to the wooden slats under the bunk bed above me; if it was there and i had a pen, there would be writing on it.



one of my assignments for english composition was to read Stanley Milgrams "Perils of Obedience" and then annotate it. uh oh, dangerous: becky, paper, pens,....AND HIGHLIGHTERS! while reading, i managed to cover the entire front page with adorable little fishing poles and swirls. while they were adorable, and some of my best art yet, little did i know that i actually had to turn the paper in. i nearly crawled under my computer desk when mr. [writing teacher number 2] told us to pass up our annotated readings. here i am, a little freshy in college with bubbly fishing poles, in orange highlighter, all over my serious reading.



only becky.

Can one smile change a life?

On Monday, in the huge city of Monterrey, a group of 11 American girls, myself including, entered the huge gates of a local orphanage. After stepping through a guard shack, past a scowling guard, we were behind a 12 foot metal fence and in one of the most secure orphanages in Monterrey. After checking into the main office, we were on the tour, walking down a sidewalk to a open soccer field. My heart tore as I saw a young boy hugging the soccer goal and crying. I thought about how he had no one to hug him, no mother to tell him that it would all be okay. Had he ever heard the words "I love you"?
After the tour, we were brought past the soccer fields one more time on the way to the baby wing. This time, I saw a boy watching us from a distance. I smiled and waved at him. He threw his hands over his mouth and started jumping up and down, squealing in joy. I then wondered, can a smile change a life? Could one smile, infused with the love of Christ, be enough to make a love deprived boy feel loved and special?

Psalm 68:5 says, "A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling."

Deuteronomy 10:9 says, "He defends the cause of the fatherless and the widow, and loves the alien, giving him food and clothing."

I praise a God who is the Father to the fatherless, who defend them and protects them. He will protect them, He will love them, He will bring comfort to the littlest baby.