Danny is a little orphan boy who lives where we stayed in Burundi.
He was found as an infant in the garbage. He has HIV/Aids.
The center found a home to take him in for a small stipend. After a long period of time a visit was made to the home and they found that Danny Boy was being neglected… that’s what poverty does. The family was using Danny for the money and figured what was the point in trying to keep him alive.
Danny was brought back in worse shape than he left. He now has Tuberculosis in addition to HIV/Aids. You can hear the fluid in his lungs when he tries to laugh…
It took 3 months for Danny to engage people or smile after being rescued from the foster home. He had retreated somewhere far inside himself.
Kim played with Danny for hours on end throughout the 5 days that we were in Burundi. Danny loved Kim… loved her hair… loved the games she played with him… loved her necklaces… and brightened every time he saw her or heard her.
I found my joy in watching Kim love Danny.
I’m pretty sure that God thinks that Danny and others like him belong in loving arms rather than trash dumps.
