Just over a week ago, we were so worried about little
Mocha. Despite our doctoring and supplementation, Mo just wasn’t thriving. Although
she had a good appetite, she didn’t run and play like the other kids did. She
was so timid that even while nursing, she quit trying if her mama moved at all.
When I went to do chores in the cool of the morning, I’d find her shivering because her
hair coat, while fluffy, was rather sparse.
Seven days have passed since I started calling
her Mo the Mighty and asking friends to pray. While she’s still not chubby by
any means, her eyes are brighter and clearer. She’s got more gumption, so she
gets much more of her mama’s milk. Instead of hanging back and crying when her
family leaves her, she’s running, skipping, and keeping up with them. New
frosty-colored hair is even coming in, and there’s no more shivering!
“Mo, you’re getting mightier every day,” I told her
this morning.
“He opens a place in his heart for the
down-and-out; he restores the wretched of the earth.” –PSALM 72:13 (MSG)
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