God Answers Prayers!

I know that many of you have been following the story of the two precious little boys that we found on a dirty sidewalk early last Thursday morning. Eminem is only eight years old and Michael is eleven.

These brothers have been living alone on the streets now for a long time and when we found them Eminem’s foot was cut and severely infected.


The doctor said it had probably happened one or two weeks earlier.

Over the last five days we have received tons of emails and messages from our friends and family letting us know that you are praying for Michael and Eminem. We can’t thank you enough.

To bring you up to speed

We spent four nights and five days in the hospital. During that time Eminem had to undergo a small surgical procedure to cut away the decaying flesh and properly clean his wound.

The doctor who admitted him to the hospital was Dr. Janeen Ruth Perez-Aricaya. She is the same doctor who has been helping us treat all of the other children with the bacteria infections and tuberculosis and other issues. She agreed to help with Eminem and has been a blessing once again.

She recommend her friend, Dr. Mark, who is a surgeon for the procedure. Dr. Mark did a wonderful job and, like his friend, donated his time.

It is so awesome to know that we have doctors and other professionals here that are just as concerned about the plight of the children as we are. We are so thankful for them and their help.

Monday Go away

Here in the Philippines we are 12 hours ahead of the U.S. so it is already Monday evening here. We found out on Saturday that Eminem would be released on Monday before lunch.

We were so nervous because we were really unsure what Monday would bring. We would have to take the boys to the DSWD office and basically hand them over to the government, who, in turn, would try to place them in a facility somewhere.

We were worried to death about that because we had grown so attached to them both and we couldn’t stand the thought of them being taken away to go live somewhere else.

But, since our ministry does not yet have an official facility, we cannot house orphans. We must have a facility and have it approved first. (I know it is all in God’s timing but I can’t help but wish I had all the money in the world so that I could just go purchase the land we need and build the facility we need.)

All weekend long all I could think about was what would happen on Monday? Would it be the last time we would ever see them? Would the place they were sent love them? Would Eminem’s wound be properly taken care of?

I guess the thing I wondered the most was,  if they were sent away, would they forget about us? Or worse yet, would they think that we had forgotten about them?

Every time I had a free minute to contemplate it all, I just cried. My thoughts were, Monday, go away!

God answers prayers!

Genevieve and Kinly spent the night at the hospital with the boys on Sunday Night and April came home for some rest. On the way to the hospital Monday morning we were tired, scared and fighting tears.

For some reason I just began to sing some choruses as we drove down the road. First was “Think about His love”, then, “God is so good”.

April joined in with me. I guess singing just helped to drown out the thoughts of what would happen later in the day. (We never sing together because God himself might just be the only one who actually enjoys hearing it!)

When we got to the line in the chorus that says “He answers prayers, He answers prayers, He answers, He’s so good to me” we just about lost it.

Now, you can criticize my faith if you want to, that’s fine with me, but I will be honest with you and tell you that as we drove and sang, I wondered if God would answer our prayers.

I get it now

The time finally came and we wheeled Eminem out of the hospital and down to the entrance. We loaded him and Michael into the van and headed to the pharmacy to get the prescriptions. Next stop was for lunch and then to the doctors office for some paperwork.

The meeting at the DSWD was set for 1:30 and I cannot describe to you what April and I were feeling. I just can’t. But I can tell you this, our respect and admiration for foster parents and parents who adopt has gone to a whole new level. I think we “get it” now. I know I didn’t before.

The meeting


BY the time we arrived at the DSWD office we were all nervous. Especially the boys. They began to shake a little and clam up. Every child on the streets knows what the DSWD is and it scares them to think of being sent off to a strange place and being separated from their friends and siblings.

Thankfully, Pastor Antonio Ner was leading the way. Never before have I met anyone who knows how to interact with officials like he does.

We met with the lady who is the head of the DSWD in Bacolod. As we entered her office and began to tell her about the situation she was very friendly but also very professional. She informed us that the boys would go to a boys home and it was a long way away.

We talked about our desire to have a facility so the boys could stay with us but quickly the reality set in, we just don’t have a place yet.

As she told the boys about the boys home, April and I teared up and just prayed that we could control ourselves. Eminem was in April’s lap and he was holding her tight. I’m just glad that Pastor Ner was there to be the calm and steady one in the room.

We showed her all the pictures of where we found them, the wound, the surgery and the hospital stay. We also presented her a note that the doctor wrote recommending that we continue to care for the boys.

Just when it seemed hopeless


As the meeting drew on, it seemed inevitable that the boys would be taken away. Pastor Ner spoke to her for a moment and I’m not sure what all he said, but, she turned to April and asked “ma’am, what is your desire for these children”?

As Eminem squeezed April tight, she told her that we desired to take them home so we could ensure that Eminem’s foot healed and we would know they were safe.

We held our breath.

Then we heard the words, “it’s obvious to me that you love them and they would do good with you so I see no reason for you not to take them both home”.

She then looked at the boys and asked them how they felt about us. Did we treat them good? Did they feel safe with us?

Michael and Eminem are super shy around other people right now. It’s hard for them to speak to the doctors or anyone else. But in an act of bravery, Michael spoke clearly and directly to the head of the DSWD. He told her about their mother dying and about their dad leaving.

He told her they wanted to come home with us.

She agreed and it was settled! They could come to live with us for the next 7 days, until the next doctors visit.

My question was answered, God answers prayer!

They eighth day

No, I’m not really sure what will happen at the end of these next seven days. That is not clear yet. Maybe at that time the boys will have to be sent to a foster home or the boys home.

We will go back for another meeting and just take it from there. For now though, the boys can sing the great old song…

There’s a roof up above me
I’ve a good place to sleep
There’s food on my table
And shoes on my feet
You gave me your love Lord
And a fine family

Thank you Lord, for your blessings on me!


Don’t stop now

Please continue to pray for them and for us. We would also like to ask you to pray that God would provide the property we need for our ministry here. We need a few acres and some nice buildings.

I am praying God sized prayers for this now. No more small prayers.

I for one can’t wait to see what all God has in store for us, and for the other Michaels and Eminems who are waiting on us.

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Leaving the hospital

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In the office with the head of the DSWD



At home



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