This little girl just recently passed away.
She died an orphan, just because she had something different in her genetic makeup.
She lived most of her life in a crib with hardly any stimulation.
On the days she was brought outside, she was kept in a stroller or crib.
She had a heart murmur that would've needed correction sooner than later.
Because of that, the nurses & doctors thought she was even worth "less." That she shouldn't have been adopted.
A family never came for her, although many people advocated and raised money for her adoption grant.
And so, at the young age of barely 5 years old, she died. Died abandoned. Just because she was "imperfect."
I can't even begin to imagine someone giving their child up to an orphanage because they are "different."
This little girl was just a few months younger than Osiyyah. That really puts things into perspective.
I know how much Osiyyah can do. I know how much he understands. I know how normal of a life he lives. I know how healthy he is, all by God's kindness. I know how he can interact with people in daily life. I know how active he is. I know how motivated he is. I know how much he has thrived.
All because God was extremely merciful to him & us and he was born into a family that loved him just as much as any other child, even though he has a little something extra.
To see a 5 year old child kept in a crib most of her life? Unimaginable. Unthinkable that someone could do that.
And that's the way this poor little girl died. She died as a 5 year old orphan who spent most of her day in a crib.
Sad. Sad. Sad. I have to hold back the tears as type this post up.
This gives me comfort though: "The Lord executes righteousness and justice for all who are oppressed." (Psalm 103:6)